Lyrics:
you won't believe what done
Happened to me now man! What?
-I let this nigga come out my
House and he fucked my bitch!
But I'm gon' kill him when he
Get
and bring the mail
I'm passing the time by reading
She way from Florida but mailing pictures out to me
I was thankful in that time of need
No more than
tried to test your faith but God
(He thought he really had you this time)
But God, yeah but God
Nobody but God
But God
Give me one good reason why
dick 3 times
And still I don't feel nothin'
It's still South Side Slugs
It's still show a bitch no love
Fuck what you heard
I done been by the curb with
but he would if he can
Hop out marchin' with drums like we play in the band
I come straight out the mud, I ain't been in no sand
Twenty-hour flight,
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
Damn, feel like I done got sick
Yea, it's da baddest bitch, I'm in da booth
Coughs coughs
Uh, nothin... nothin... nothin
Coughs coughs
Damn I think I
you can hold your man
You can hold your man, you can hold, hey
Hit it
Good God, get it
Hit me now
Good God
Never get too confident so it's
you can hold your man
You can hold your man, you can hold, hey
Hit it
Good God, get it
Hit me now
Good God
Never get too confident so it's
And they say "he arrogant
He's always conceited, shit"
Well what you want from me?
Y'all just can't stop me
You could look in my pants
And tell that I'm
they wheelies
You suckers'll never feel me
I understand it
Pitch the rock we never underhand it
Clear-port we got another landin'
Touchdown in Miami
everything that you could never have, bitch
I got good licks, I got bad licks
I got everything, and you ain't got a mask bitch
It ain't nothin'
It ain't
all I wanna do is play
But I gotta work hard just
To make a real livin
Take what I can ‘cus there ain’t nobody givin
Hardly gave a smoke but tonight I
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
liking
Between what Isaac is writing
And reality no line can define it
If it ain't real, why is he hiding?
Trying to deny the corruption inside him
But
can hold your man, you can hold, hey
Hit it, good God, get it
Hit me now, good God
Never get too confident so it's nothin' you want to know
Because
when she come back to you
That's a million dollar night, kiss
(Mwah, oh oh)
She ain't nothin' but a no-good
Diamond-watchin' woman
Only love me 'cause
the same she
Said it happened way before we got together
But she just never
Told me when Drizzy came to
See me, he was like
"yeah it's true don't fuck with
Actually the problem so half of me
Goes, fuck, this ain't my thing
But if this dude's gonna push
A button that causes
Important dialogue, then fuckin' A dude
casually
'Cause life without livin' ain't nothin' but a fallacy (come on)
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day, yeah
Pop a bottle
tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč
Nothin like you
I done seen love but I ain't never seen Nothin like you
Got me wrapped up
Don't wanna change
I just wanna be by you
I just wanna see my
'lone, don't text my phone
It is what it is, I'm on what you on
Fuck my nigga, he ain't shit
Boy ain't good for nothin' but dick
Flodgin' like you with
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