Lyrics:
but you don’t know how rare it is
Won’t let you downplay our story, we control our narrative
Make America great again man when was this shit great for
tasks it bring yeah?
You won't jealous when we nurture it
I'll give you love and every part of me (Eh)
Attagirl! you know to how love
Besides cooking I
and shells in the lambskin
Two deep by Pelle Pelle
Westside how they felly fell
More G's on me, than a late 80's Gucci leather
Worn by the great Rakim
barely hear
All that shit you rocking, boy that was last year
GOAT's here, niggas steer my style like a stop deer
Pump fear
To you bitches heart, Suge
split, niggas know how I'm comin' for real
And before I turn Mak , I been takin' em' deals
We was chasing niggas , tryna chase is a mill
We was running In
was down bad and I was broke
And now I'm pouring up lean just to cope
I put mink on my bitch if she cold
I got ink and thats murder she wrote
How imma
breaking down
What is this for
Then I start to hear chords
From the light by the door
Oh my how fine
This evening's been so sublime
You won't see me when I
They see how we live, wanna join the team now
From the east to the west, coming from the D town
Yeah Imma hustle harder
Most niggas in the game ain't
I put it all on my wrist right off the cuff I'm hoping that I've said enough
They want the smoke but won't pass they look at me and they want stats
on the rarri, I skrt up the lot and I'm high off the lean in the
Za
Got 3.5 in the backwood I won't even pass, lil' nigga you came for the high
And the shirt cost
I think I had enough by now
You think I had enough by now
I think I had enough by now
You think I had enough by now
Won't you look at me
Look at me
I think I had enough by now
You think I had enough by now
I think I had enough by now
You think I had enough by now
Won't you look at me
Look at me
out that you was leechin'
I won't stop 'til we get even and you know
(and bitch you know) that I
I was 100 'til I got broken hearted, yeah
You couldn't
a couple books by Donald Goins
Bout the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins
Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to make it
My bank account
was stuck
Oh well, what the heck, I just cleaned up the mess
Opened up the closet, got the bullet-proof west
Loaded up the sawed-off,
and rye whiskey
The ladies and the drinkin' got me feelin' pretty frisky
So I sit here, I'm surrounded by my thoughts and cowboy clothes
I don't know how I
the streets
They love listening to me kause every song i drop
It be heat
I never took a trip 2 west V dropped outta school
I was skipping 3 times a week nigga
of the people who don't like turbans
I was living in the West Wing while you were professional wrestling
You got skin like Russian dressing
From too much Russian
Yeah it's west coast wiim nigga
714
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I don't got to talk about the money nigga I don't really got to say nothin'
We ain't gotta talk
manifesting by taking a human birth. ct this time.
I have taken a birth into a body and that body has with it a personality.
I've taken a birth into
and pow, and then I'ma drop y'all (click, pow nigga)
And I won't think about it when I get the money, 'cause the money what I want though (uh-uh)
I'm
All was right
We were one
You were my everything
So in love
Now I've learned
That You weren't there
How could I be so blind for you
Well I
you want me to
My eyes like a hawk, deadly, know your every move
So pray and pray you won't be prey today
Or caught up with by the karma that won't fade
still know who shot Big and Pac, I'm bothered
Prayed to our fathers for sins I committed summers
Don't nobody know how many but we know our days are
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