Lyrics:
Said I'd be gone by five
But it's sun rise and I'm still in your bed
Goodnight usually means goodbye
Me re-playing memories in my head
Look
(Young nigga got one wish)[00:56.04]Trying to count up these bands, get rich with one bitch (Huh, hu)[00:57.71]Ain't looking for no hoes when I'm litt (Hit
stressing
Come in with this heat they gone know about me
Young fly fat nigga bitches know I stay flee
Play with them killers I'm letting em loose
Come with
dancing I'm just shifting weight
I thought that you could tell
We think that we're so cool
And make the others drool
Talking like a chameleon
SOMETIMES love
I'm just living life until it ends
Hop out the Impala and I hop into the Benz
Everybody call you when you got a hundred bands
But when you got
a handout, I'ma hand his ass a rope
Niggas talkin bout some packs but they ain't ready for that smoke
I'm not abiding by no laws but I'm still presidential joe
a handout, I'ma hand his ass a rope
Niggas talkin bout some packs but they ain't ready for that smoke
I'm not abiding by no laws but I'm still presidential joe
I'm actually a G, my friends
You know like that trust me, I'ma free up
I'm been moving and weaving
Now the gate in my ways, through the system
I seen
Now I'm back been a minute since gone
Young boul still a don
Can't you tell by the charm
Locked up in the games
Just had to respawn
My first was
Laurent what I like to step in
Get it by any means never coming in second
First place with a first take
Stephen A lethal weapon
Young nigga misunderstood
We
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
came from the dirt getting them bands
Niggas is hating and i know it hurt but i cant defend yah
I'm on a wave just like i surf i was born by the sand
to stunt on you
Now I'm rooftop of the W, like what a view
And these bitches love the crew
So everywhere I go you know they coming too
The youngest
Gone and talk my shit and pop my collar
I'm a pimp hoe
You know that money talk
Racks stuffed in my pants
Yeah this my money walk
Go inside the club
by myself I get thought and get nervous
Thinking to myself when will it start working
Found the love of my life but I'm still learning
Writing all
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
spinnin' I'm doin' my fitness
Hall of fame trappin', young niggas I'm feedin'
My wrist game real sick so I need soup by Mrs Campbells
I'm baking a dozen
Rockin' to the beat, said I'm feelin' fine
Just freakin' out on a freak's behind
I looked in the face of Frankenstein
I said, "No, no, she's not mine"
the bars I'm in federal jail
I'm goin' far like a general male
Sway I got the fellas sayin what up
The tape what up
Same muhfucka playing with the steak
on deck, on deck to the fullest
Got that type of game and I'm know just to pull 'em
Now as I stroll and as I pass by
I'm maxin' with my doggs feelin'
love it
I'm a be everything they say I wasn't
Gotta play d if you wanna ball
Take it baseline and take a charge
Niggaz all foul gotta stay on guard
They
I was young when I hopped off the porch (ay)
Bitch I'm fly than a cork
Stuffed twenty bands down up in my shorts (ay)
Hey, I had to get big (big)
Feel like the man, She want a 10
Do what I want and you do what you can
Moving in silence that cant see my plan
Open my wallet that's multiple bands
now
Young prince in the city I brought the drinks with me
Crossed over to ten bands and made it fifty
Grand entrance with some biddies
I got two with me
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