Lyrics:
lil homies plotting to get me on
But no head over heels you better get me
Forever all about you like Wrigleys woo
It be true me for you that's how it is
and you, we gon' grow old, yeah
You down for me, and that I know, yeah
What we don't tell, they don't know, yeah
Up in these, I done seen so many things
Tell dem bella dem ar kommot from Freetown
Everybody want for know how de street tan
Tell dem say me na warrior da fos fos warrior wae anysai r go ar
I figured it out, they just talk for da clout
How you runnin yo mouf like you be in da trap
Run off on me now he can’t come around
See dat black
got too much pride
Ima go out like a champ homie do or die
I be shooting for the sky I be shooting high
If you real wit me I'll probably keep you by my
got too much pride
Ima go out like a champ homie do or die
I be shooting for the sky I be shooting high
If you real wit me I'll probably keep you by my
many bow
Girls acting friendly now
(Killa c'mon feel me, ow
I leave'm past sleeping
Last weekend
I took Cardin to get his ass eatin'
He said
nothing for free
So deep in the sea I shot me a 3
I'm Mr. Miyaga the way that I speak
They like who is he oouhh that's DBLTT
Running up bands with a nympho
many you threw away-ay-ay
Get the fuck outta my way
Can't you see i'm in a race race race
She tryna use me for the fame but i ain't gona let her
I can't
on my journey up the hill for a mil
But still, I got too many choices to make
And while Tha Lowlifes rising to the top they hoping we brake
Lil' Tip'll
down
Bitch sit down
I know Lil B and he’s talking right now
Ask me about the Basedgod, ask me about Lil B
Ask me about ....
Do you know the Basedgod,
on that gram but they undercover Niggas back liking pics it's still fuck ‘em
My shooter gon shoot shit up for free i don't gotta pay niggaz You cool wiht my
the word mama
But you my bitch. That's how it is..
Hey
I see the fire in ya eyes half evil half sexy I
Love to take it down every night if ya let me I admit
gat many things to thank God for
See the life I live
(Thank God oh oh)
If to say nah man dey give am to me ee oh
(Eyeah yi yi yi)
I for don die
(So make
when I be steppin' out
They don't wanna fuck with DaVinci they know how I get down
Cus I got steppers, they gon' stretch ya, they got weapons when they
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
flow
Fuck tae kwon do, I tote da fo'-fo'
For niggaz gettin mad cause they bitch chose me
A big black motherfucker with g ya see
All I do is separate
the ho
The one that'll slang still
And keep it on the low
One that'll do time for me
And slang that fuckin co
To all you know
(Lil Wayne)
ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
[All the way]
with the Persians, lookin' like hearses coming at me and my persons
Fuck it I wonder what work is, I'm tryna focus, I got too many diversions
Me tryn'a
on the nine-nine,
Gotta put him on the pave,
If ya want to die, put 'em in the grave,
Better give me all them dimes.
[Krayzie (Layzie): Repeat: x4]
I didn't
the picture
But I thought I was settle down nigga
Don't do clubs and don't pop jiggaz
Don't ride wit too many niggaz
And I do not drink no liquor
Now lemme
Oh yeah
Yaye yie yaye yie
I wake up in the morning I pray and say my grace oh yeah
Medi me lane mu me mpe wo case
Everything I have now is all by
Hook
Rap fiend
got me hooked ima track fiend
Rapping laps around cats
Like a track meet
I'm 1st place
how u think u gone catch me
Tef-Lon or Mr
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