Lyrics:
He want it bad he been grinding for 1,000 days
1,000 nights
Different flows can rap 1,000 Ways
Stuck in his ways so he tryna stay up out the way
In
at!
See they plan it out man
And and if you don't understand how the game works
You know what? I think it's time for me to break it down to ya
don't see eye to eye
So you know imma stay in my lane
I might swerve on a nigga or serve for a minute
But don't think I wont take ya chain
I'm working
forgive me for my sin
My lil bro a crash out cause he always wanna spin
Nigga I don't know you why the fuck you think we kin
Pussy be about it if it really
at 80 years old
Their brand new sedan is not meant for the paddock
She keeps it pristine for the trips into town
But he'd been gone for hours, by
deserve it
You want my love, you gotta earn it
We gotta cut it off, this shit not working
Since you getting money, then show me a rack boy
I feel like
granddaddy, he said "Son, what are you doin' here?"
"Well it wasn't in my plans you know, I done come unstuck
I played out all my hand and I just ran all out
concern
All this grace He's poured out on me, it's something I don't deserve
And now I spit these cold 16's for Jesus, people all like: Burrrrr
I don't
doing on the be-I-T-see-he's
Drop some verses for the bust
Every word that you heard is cause I didn't give a f-, aw shucks
Hey yo, I almost forgot
on the B-I-T-C-Hes
Drop some verses for the bust
Every word that you heard is cause I didn't give a f-, aw shucks
Hey yo, I almost forgot
The curse is a plot but
and barking
The Iron working to sharpen
They Calling me Mr Stark
I never went by no Tony
You niggas is really phonies
Im talking bout yall jabronis
Thats fake
Exciter
Salvation is his task
Stand by for Exciter
Salvation makes the man
Everything he touches
Fries into a crisp
Let him get close to you
So
love.
Johnny he's got the job of his dreams
Now he wonders is this what it all means ?
He sais: Sometimes you can have it all and still it's not
outta ten, this nigga aint got it
Ten times out of ten
I'm driving, bitch, I got a gun
Von headed to the pen
And World, he get out in a month
If you did
slidin', shout out my nigga G
(G Money)
Dawg been gettin' tortured for a lil'
Shit he did to me (Hah)
I can tell by they energy
That these niggas frienemies
I'm a street nigga
All I ever wanted was a plug
And I never had no budget
'Cause I got it out the mud
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Fly shit only
I be
Truth is stranger than fiction
It's like adding fire to friction
They call you crazy when
It's time for them to listen
While a lie garner most
on the highway
Married the money we stacking it my way
Yeah, the water on me is Patek
He gonna get jumped if throwin' out threats
He under my shoe and the bottom
a delivery a package or a payment
And if you try to play him, he'll put you to the pavement
But me I like America because it lacks morality
The perfect place
a delivery a package or a payment
And if you try to play him, he’ll put you to the pavement
But me I like America because it lacks morality
The perfect place
bicoastal, you niggas to local
My dawgs on the poster, the guns at the holster
My dawg gon' smoke ya', he already want it
You treat me like God, you know
on an infinite list
And it's no coincidence that you loved and chose me forever
I'm still working out the kinks, but I can't wait to get to Heaven
I'm full
stepping stone
So don't
Early Monday working man
Tired but striving
Because my son ain't ask for life
He looking at me to guide him
Now I'm talking to yo
the lingo
They say he was geeked out, you ain't even know that
Talking that real shit, I was like, bingo
You ain't even know, that's just how everything go
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