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spinning, I ain't got no self control, my fault
Grace so sufficient, I don't even needa feel the fall
You lift me quick and pat my back to dust my shoulders
to question
Your wifey's shoulder aftermath of y'all two ending
Got the juice like I just threw pack off the roof
Wanting Project II this is not for you
Who
the next step that's still in train
I ain't really worried 'bout what they gon' say
Project meant a lot to me in my heart it's safe
This one might blow up I
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
Hypnotize Minds Productions
Presents
(Yeah) New Project Pat
Project Pat
It's goin' down
Aah
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Yeah,it's on for the 1-9-9-9
Project Pat in this hoe
Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker
Hypnotize done made it
You know the business hoe
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Posters on my wall of Project Pat
Others from Memphis too it was all a dream
White boys where I'm from mostly cynical
Hold onto my focus with a broken dream
Getti Green yeah I'm bumpin Project Pat
I make it back with these blocks I bring the projects back
So I can cop that black benz for them chicken heads
sick
You can't hit back
Just gotta grow above forget about the what if's
If you question what I'm doing, you can suck on my dick
I'm the realest rapper
Got got-boohoo
My white tee from boohoo
Was bought for me, by my boo-who-do what it do
I been the truth
Chuuch, uh
Dripping for no reason I'm just in
so we gotta grab somethin
Lord, got so many questions I need the answers to
And sorry for the thangs I put my baby's mama through
I feel that women are
visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back
Another sweet robbery another
be weary, watch for caution, yo be warned
By Dre and out the project born
Capable in any and every
Cause yo I get heavy, when introduced to a medly
'm stackin'
Me and my homies tossed your gal
She was a fake ho
Pat I'm on the bread like last year
Nigga know the bizness
Project in this motherfucker
Stacking
Project Pat
And a bit of Jeezy
Boy getting bands like I'm backstreet
Run up a check like a track meet
Used to take Uber and taxi
Now Maybach I sit in
Shoot to improve from project to project
But I can't help thinking, "Is all this hard work nonsense?"
Cause it's nice to say that money is no object
livin' by it, that's the art of war
Finally, I'm the one who really got it in a foreign car (skrrt, skrrt)
Hoes go Audemars for certain (they Audemars)
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I'm not
Project Pat gotta keep a strap, haters know I rap
Wanna shoot me in my gold teeth, blow me off the map
I attack like a shark would represent this hood
North
the Patek not the static
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
Perkys got me focused, I
us and Patrick got the breeze up
Coming into Newcastle or somewhere near enough
We heard a station master yell at us, Pat said I'm getting off
Of this
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
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