Lyrics:
to get by our angels
My ten on the ground watch my stepping I'm on flat fleet
I doubled down put some pressure on em last week
They some clowns these
biggest fan
And brag about the day he lent his hand
Ref
Bru:
Who knows how long it's gonna take
It could be weeks or years to wait
A week went by and saw
know it if you stay here
I ain’t ever been a part of no gang, i never claim,
That ain’t me, but that mean I don’t know bout the game
Every week I hear
the damn fools dat think im slippin wit my juice
breakin old habits so hard to do
das y u see me on the same block wit the same crew
n everybody sitting fat
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I
I'm like a snowman unky got a brick
He dancing like he hear a slow jam
Flamethrower on me, finna burn him
I don't throw hands
Fraud God, up a ten ball
the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by
Holy
You can catch the shekana breezing'
By whoever disses Christ than
Bowed and seize 'em
He's holy, man, the culture needs him
And can't define life,
agree we both libras divide by a week (Balance)
You see that's no cap
It aint no cap in my rap (Uh uh)
Word on the street hunnet aint g
I'm too put up in
me time
I think I'm getting by just fine
Every time that I tell myself I'm fine just so that I can hear it
Every time I that say it, I-Ronically begin
He got a lot of names
But For me it's Tsidkenu
His the most high God
Doing right by me and you
I heard God speaks in many of ways
But in order to hear
Let me put my microphone by your mouth
We can throw a concert on the couch
You hear the screams, and the claps
But they're obviously not from the crowd
The purple haze in my blunt is gonna stop the pain
Does anybody wants to see me up today?
Can anybody hear it when you call my name?
Lean lean
Double cup
Hood connect got mo bars than a cellie
Rockstar bleezo denim cuts by Amiri
Watch for evil cause I know dat it’s near me
I fear God ain’t no way dat you
He posts about his ex when he has no one to talk to
Slide up on his story tell him he has me
He politely responds that he doesn't want to
And he's
time
Right about now
Right about now, oh well, anyway
Young AB, he been a great since like 01', kinder-grade
Aim for me you better not miss shit
Nowhere
Quite!
Can’t shut me up, be Quiet it’s like your surprised remember?
I will never be quiet, you hear me now? Can’t shut me up,
Shsh quiet, quiet,
playing by your rules
We'll never play the fool
So, no, you cannot take
What's inside of me
All about the sound from way out
He's got the scars just
With you I hear the story told by love
You never leave a diamond in the rough
There's better seasons rising like the sun
'Cause morning always comes
to speak out
But no one heard him
That was me once
I took the man for a rise man, he took me for coward
And I could only make him hear my voice once he
COUNTESS (CARLOTTA)
Poor fool, he makes me laugh!
Ha ha Ha ha Ha ! (Ect.)
Time I tried to get a better, better~half !
COUNTESS AND CHORUS
Poor
And then he steps up on my letterbox
And jumps double footed
On the side of her face
Breaking the chicks jaw no shit
Enough said six weeks later
Same dude
comes over to me
Offers a job as broadcaster
That's how I came to be
Marquis Cha Cha
He can never go home
But is O.K. by him
The generals have
pockets swole (the money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
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