Lyrics:
gourmet
Doing this shit I ain't worried bout the pay
Haters be half full eating them lays
Chilling
Looking at the bitches
Grinding so hard imma check it off
you baby I apologize
Shit I been drinking so its hard to drive
She know she trying to knock me off my grind
She only fuck with rappers all the time
I go
it swim
Bad lil bitch and she slim
Movin the weight wit no gym
Yea I'm just stacking my bands
Hemi all black with the tint
Flooded the Rollie on ten
that easy for her.
One day she fell sick, she had a bad pain in her stomach so she was rushed to the hospital where she had to fight for her life,
If I had the time I would spend it with you
I ain't gon be picky it's what you wanna do
Ain't no point in lying time I tell you the truth
But it's
Raye Hef
Raye Hef
As I slide through the east side lil bitch had hit my line
By my side since like knee high we link from time to time
Got a text say
growing up, I had
People thinking that they were always better
Than me at everything that
I did, whether it was getting
To school on time, Whether
It was
Severus Snape
And the boys all cap i can tell by his face
Slim thick i can tell by the waist
And she getting so lit now she just want a taster
Can't wait
She can be a black or a white girl
Ion ein care if she a mixed girl
But she gottta be a real, real thick girl
Not slim chick but a big girl
Let it
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
without shackles
What’s written in stone can’t be changed so I’m taking what’s written and take it as factual
Don’t ask why I did it I had to
And trust
to "Just Lose It".
So that's just what I'll do to the rage is gone.
"Lose Myself" in your music.
"One shot to shoot" and I'll shoot it.
No ones retiring you
three twenty's that Slim had, Slim!
See I'm cut broke, in a skit mask
Well, then lose the number, do me a favor
I ain't a life guard, I can't be your
I hit it from the back, then I yell whose shit is this
Then I go so hard that she need her guts fixed
If she make my nuts itch, I kill that slut
through was taken as a mild test
Recruited several people for my last joint my point of mentioning is dawg it was a foul mess
So I had to level up
Oooh
Big bank call me big papa
Big daddy tell the little mommas
Slim waste wit a big bottom
We aint havin no drama
Big man by the little problem
It
live life shady
I wanna be successful and support my baby
They expect me to fly
When I'm blocked by the ceiling
Had a hard time
So I pray for some
head is saying yes but my feet is stallin'
So many walkin', by the end they fallin'
But I got to have it, like Eve and the apple
She had to grab it, I
mix, this is
Audio Jesus, the repent shit gets big
Keep a sharp-like knife in a pop device
So "Duro you gotta let it bump," I came from a hard knock
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
All my life I had it hard
All my life I had it hard
All my life I had it hard
All my life I had it hard
We had so many days we was stuck up in
free me
I'm like Eric, I don't do to much a talkin', it be hard for you to read me
So these Glocks ain't got no safety
I watched a ton like RG3
If
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