Lyrics:
want no help the deep end Michael Phelps
I did it by my lonely I ain't ask for no help
My dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt
I aint want no
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
homies, they gone cock back at yo brains
Let it blow, that's what they say, if I hear that, aim at his face
In this world, full of craze, you should know
want me to die.
That's why I'm tuckin' the nine.
Lay you out in the summer to dry.
If they want problems bitch then I will solve ‘em.
I hope you not
that bitch booty
Pussy Nicki, talkin', told you
Know you ain't gon' (Do it)
I bought them records in the club
Told that bitch (Do it)
Just like Nike, I
The violence
But I’m gonna defend my rights
A New America
All people are created equal
How you say that then kill our people?
Look at me and then you
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
enemies
And if that boy try testing me
I beat his ass like GSP
They watching me on DVD
This stick gon make you see 3D
Your bitch said she want the pipe
Told
a DVD
The shit that we see daily
You see it on BBC
It's getting easy
I might make a whole EP
I'm in the public eye
But I'm tryna move lowkey
I
I got niggas who been hungry
Did they thing to make that paper
Told my niggas you do twice more to get half
Cause they still racist
I feel funny when
jee I'm far from average Joe, jee I jee I my soldiers go, B I it's unbelievable
Shawty if you really dig me cuz cuz you think I'm jiggy say the word
heartbeats props)
Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for
Merch bin
And if they're listening
I'm really sorry
That happened
And I'm really happy
You caught me
I bought some stuff
Too
Different times
But anyway
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you
I
attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used
the bag Whole time I'm on the D-line, Michael Parsons tryna get me a sack
Michael Parsons livin' on the edge
Michael Parsons pin you on your head
Michael
Shaq O'Neil's the shit
Can't stop the reign, I told you that man
Money Mark is my bullet, Cousin Kenny is my gat man
Dog and Box got my back man
Kay
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
you got something to say
(George Watsky doesn't need a fucking MC Name)
Verse 1
If I go spit a poem
If I go kick a flow
Doesn't really matter man
up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
See, I'ma tell you like Wu told me
Cash Rules
up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
See, I'ma tell you like Wu told me
Cash Rules
'm setting (hey)
Grandma told me don't forget to count my blessings (woo)
Breaking up botanicals to ease my stressing
Was the one that you needed but you
a TV, you feel me?
Shit, Michael Jordan don't come through
I bet the nigga get the money when it time to sell his shoe
I'm telling you, I ain't puttin'
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