Lyrics:
Crack
For every shell that fell there's a story to tell
They say you hustle then you goin' to hell
Nah, I know God love's me
Yeah, I know that He
was that? Do I miss you? Do you want me to?
I'ma say yes, 'cause it must be what you want me to do
With them bullshit questions, ignorant suggestions
So I can make this album and get back to cats that's weak
Two thirty, six two
Me budge for you? That's like a cat verse a pitbull
Gun, know clip
they on they Ocho
Talkin to me through my headphones
Letting me know
This conversations just for you and I
I'm hopin it can stay 'tween you and I
This
This memory loss ain't gon' be temporary
Who really look like The Hustla? Me or him?
I done made a $100, 000 off a Chirp
You know that Nextel phone with
everything you want
I was never on some solo shit.
Always down to roll and blow a head off.
He jet off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
blinded totally,
oh no, please don't pass me by.
I know that you still think that its me. I know that you think that there's
somebody else. I know that
through their veins
hated by few, respected by all, speak for the game
I was told, if it don't make dollars You know the rest
I finesse strategies like
well
I believe that God knows what each of us
Wants and needs it's not necessary for us
To make it to church on Sunday to
Reach Him you can find Him
hurt
Even though the sun ain't out you
Refuse to take ya shades off
You starin' at the tombstone
Wishin' you could rip the fuckin' name off
Me? I know
I put my life in this shit
These niggas said I can't do it
Had to grind for that shit
Me and Ocho was goin' through it
Every time for that shit
I got
So I sit and vape
On this wedding cake
Baby get near me
What a blessing you are
With you by side and you in my car
I'll take the blame if you want
At times keepin it on is too much of a task
Your face on the net, and your life's on blast
It might slip off, you gotta give me a pass
Sometimes I feel like
a bankroll
Drop me off on a corner and I'm straight (and I'm straight)
And I'm straight (and I'm straight)
Ay, they don't want to see you win
Enemies
'm the shit ooh
Want my diamonds dancing twerking on my wrist ooh
I'm a pitbull
You a shih-tzu
Why tf would you start wit me, you know how I get
But I been
'm just raw (what?)
Split y'all, holler, "It's on!", then I diss y'all
All of y'all niggas get pissed on claimin' you pissed off
Y'all want drama?
vibes up
So yeh tell me baby, what's up yeh
Shawty is a VIP
Come make I love you so
O lo ni ifemi gan o
If you no show me mo gbe o
One thing I want you
The shit bang and leave you diabetic for paramedics
I spit flames and get dames to get change
With pitbull bark and lock the shock
Don't bother me Och, don't
not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
Oh, and all the girls say
I want, I want, I want, but that's crazy
I want, I want, I want
, and that's not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
You've got everything you need
But you want accessories
Got to hold it in your hand
If I
life
Drive my car, with my jewels, now you're holding my wife
What you got for me? Fame, opportunity
I guess that ain't enough for ya, you want
there for me
They said they did it, they didn't
Now we getting money, money
Money by the minute
What you thinking?
We get the work, n**** then we flip it
to the soundtrack of 2pac
I'll beat you to a pulp no fiction
Tarantino flow new Jules and Vincent
Blow marijuana smoke, no incense
Exhale in the face of innocent
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
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