Lyrics:
and crackheads be sellin' TVs and VCRs
For forty bucks, so what's up?
Yesterday the homie committed a bank caper
Saw the chase on the news and read the story in
to some fake bosses
All I see is house niggas in the same office
Universal mind control I filled my verse with facts and all fact-check through my Catalogue
Gang
Gang
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, gang)
Gang, gang
Bitch, I keep that tool in my jacket
Back when I was broke, had to go back to trapping
I had 40 bands,
broken chair
Wicked couldn't gone near, have
To be in fear, i would say
(yeah)
For mi say, on my way on to Devon's House
Sight a little girl by di name
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Please
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho
I’m 44, gave Ya 23 of me here’s to 40 more
Gave ya 23 of me, I’m boutta double, I put my darkest days behind me that’s because of rap
Ya complainin
froze chandelier
Nigga you broke can’t shop in here
I’m keeping the pole that Glock in here
The cat be wet my cock in there
One in the head no cocking
vegetive
Powered by fear, no Pixar flick, this as real as it gets
I been recording in closets for years (fuck off)
Never quit at this unlike my peers (fuck
death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies
I'm the one playin' the horror score
In the trunk lay the forty-four
Guns, blades, enormous swords
Duct tape
Got tired of catching the bus
I need a whip
Old head told me go hit a lick
Just Run up in the house
Get the jewelry and split
After about my 3rd move
I'm a men tight
It's like five in my pocket, that shit light Buss that nigga top open like it's a Bud Light
Zah got me high, got me feelin' like Buzz
for me
I'll make you feel like you fighting four of me
Quadruple threat even in my forties
I be transcending space and time though
Old today young buck
Trying to get a hold of my mind recently
Even asked my spirit guide to please assist in me
But my problem is they don't like to listen to me
Can't sleep
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
my X's and my O's
And it kills me by the hour
Now I take my whiskey sours alone
'Cause that one night under neon
Was the first time you ordered
's, when I am 30, want my nigga 40
I want em wise, but I'm still the prize
Alien superstar, I lick the lies, I got the power even in disguises, Presidential
Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
Well it was just sundown in small white town
They call it East Side
Uh
Had to run out the house through the backdoor
My life moving too quick this shit fast forward
Man my life on repeat this shit rewind
Ain't no
Don't even call my phone
I'm in the Coope, yeah
A young nigga in the zone
Young nigga so high, I finna sky dive
Young niggas with me, doin drive bys
Pussy
and how we wrap bricks with petroleum
Clean strips like custodians (uh-huh)
My rap sheet got coke on it, my stash house got broken in
West signed me, I
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