Lyrics:
women keep giving me probs
But I love em I can't cut them out
They don't love me I should cut them out
I can't love them gotta cut them out
Old friends
Shoutout my old head for bringing it thru when I needed it
Salute that
Ah
You niggas bluffin'
Acting out loud in the public
So you can be top
Shoutout my old head for bringing it thru when I needed it
Salute that
Ah
You niggas bluffin'
Acting out loud in the public
So you can be top
I don't know if you love me I don't know if you love me like before
Just tell me when to let go Baby, tell me when to let go
I used to wanna chase
Hey
Here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you got to come home with me
I forgot some good old lovin'
And I got
on track! It's good to have him back, he's back
I'm a freight train baby don't give me no sidetrack, no!
I want your main line baby! climb aboard the Eden
spray these arms
Have you relocate, like Kay Reconn (?)
Crazy don, crazy cons girl fuck
Put they ladies on, me i'll go crazy on?
One chick told me give
Soon as I drop, it is a masterpiece
I'll never ride in a paddy wagon
Old girl want me to slide, damn
Send me the addy Ashley
You thought it was over,
wagon
Step out, jeans sagging, crew laughing
Getting blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
Nothing but the dog in me needing to be released
This
path
I got a cool ass buzz and an empty flask
Ass on the wagon and they think I'm all soft
But I don't givea fuck, I'm trippin my balls off
Up in
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
of stars now you in Cali
Don't go 'less you go hard
Go 'less you go hard
Hollywood, downtime and back
Life is always good
It's not an act we so fresh,
You are like my blood
I know sometimes we don't really see eye to eye
But even if you hated me I'd be right by your side
For the fam
I will ride
I will
that's Campy my Vovô
With a sawed-off at that speakeasy
He got hauled off by the meat wagon
Even if he knew you he wouldn't speak easy
cnd he did his
there'll be a time she won't be alone
Well let go, it ain't worth it if it hurts you
Let go, you don't need it if-a she don't care
Like a good old wine
by the cage kickin' rocks
Sold, crack rock now a nigga can rock the world
If the money's ever low I hope stocks drop aswell
I own shares they ain't
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Newest shoes on my feet every time they come around
Flyest restaurants and clubs every time that I'm in town
Smoking on good gas I could buy it by
My old man was a good old man
Skilled in the moulding trade
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
My old man was made
Down on his knees in
I don't wanna grow old, knowing that I'm not with you
Time flies so fast, everytime you walk past by
My love for you is endlessly, but you don't need
Gwan put on your dancing shoes
Gwan put on your dancing shoes
I always get by, always manage
Used to spit grime on old skool garage
Hip-Hop i damage,
the situation we sophisticated goons
Know you live by the gun then
You die by it too niggas call me prophesy
Swagging and philosophies
White on white wagon call
now,
Although it was difficult at first to win its confidence
It bit the mother rather badly on the hand
But they're good friends now and we're
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
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