Lyrics:
All these opps, they want me dead (Yeah)
And these shorties want my bread
Got these demons in my head (Yeah)
But I'm going infrared
This my show
I
12 Wanna see a nigga dead
I got to sleep 2 choppas by the bed
Mind playin tricks on me fuckin with my head
Open up yo mouth better mean what you said
the pain reign)
I will not be victim to my surroundings
No I won't be clouded by judgment (My dark clarity)
I have plotted my death
I can see it before me
Oh, Mr. Sellerman, sell us a story I could put my foot right through
The queens head will take all of the glory that you reckon you're entitled
S'yeah i'm in my head
24/7 can't be mislead
SF golden got golden dreads
Never been soft i'm not a ted
Turnt' off meds eyes bloodshot red
Purple what
with no signs
Like a pork with no pine
Porcupine
Got the quills
Notaries stampin' the wills
To inherit the thrills left
Behind by the killed
Finally got
masturbate right now
And if you don’t know how to do it,
Franklin Graham will show you how
11. Stroke it hard, repress your conscience,
Fill up your head with
and go
Greatness will build with every motion, right on a roll
Chalk mark out the boundary
Between the foundation
Pavement and the body
How'd he bleed
where will we go?
There there's no ego
You know how the set go
Ready fuckin' set go
I can't see no set backs
Come in make them heads roll
Blasting through
I bring the thunder
With a lighting crack
Peal out and move forwards
Head forth and never look back
You can have your
Riches that's fine by me
Gonna
on, in the back of a caddy ridin' three strong
Roll the bees on, hit the switch on the six, roll the caddy wit d's on
To the head and the weed gone
will find their way
In to your mind and keep you awake
Worse than the kind of Amphetamines
You keep by your side
To wake the quarter of your brain
Up
Head head
Head head
Head head
Head head
Head head
Head head
Head head
Head head
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ayy
It's Blur
And DexPlus
Yeah it's all inside my
Woah, tats on my face I will never have a desk job
But I just got promoted by ya bitch, I got the head job
She ain't Jeff Bezos but I swear she got
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
[Nas]
Uh..
Pacino life, G a roll, casino dice
At the Mirage, Vegas strip, neon lights
Gamblers, puffin cigars, couples and stars
Flashin'
trust?
Will they be G's, and then look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin', two to the head
While I'm in bed, leakin' blood
out the place before your
Heads get bit off
Like a car you will get writ off
In half you will get split off
I don't know where you been
Hearing that
We ain't out here claimin' killa but we will crack a head
(Crack a *** head, crack a *** head)
And one of y'all suckas wanna get some of these
(Crack
Don't be shy
Just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear
'Cause nobody will no you're there
Just lift your head
And let your feelings out
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Aye
Light it up roll that paper yeah we moving
Got that Glue Trip bumping yeah it
palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll
In a bed, in
my tools for my raw power move
Glock 19 for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryin' to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show
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