Lyrics:
throwin' dimes
I'm hot like I hit that Stardust, nigga, make a wish
And I say it again, we ballin'
Don't waste your time tryin' to set the pick
You
it all on the Sly like Cooper my guy
But don't think the people don't notice
Let me contemplate
The moment you slipped in is when you slipped up
I
gonna die, and it made me more content with the idea of death
The world we operate in-
You know what I'm saying, like
I don't know what you're saying
You
Negativity don’t come
Close like two curtains (Damn)
I don’t why loud people make me nervous
Who the hell choose to
Tell they business on purpose
See so many
mangle it tangle it
Definitely let people see that I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to make a mocery of a city
Who
Pock em n' pock em buck
People beg to have me work with them on profitable ventures.
I receive what I need to thrive in life because I ask for it.
Being myself is the only thing
And I realize
Be careful who you bring around
People got motives
And I realize
I don't go by what you tell me
Go by what people show me
You say you love
know what I mean? It's
called My Own Hell. Story about me, and Midwestside, and Hogstyle
Records, and people around me, and my wife, and stuff like
it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man, plus a luxury sedan
I'm comfortable and roomy in a 6
But they threw me in the mix
energy
Mentally, physically
Focused on me
Rep for the bean in my sleep
Could say that I'm lead by my dreams
Fuck what you think
Patience will pay me
this loot , They think I'm broke, but that ain't Me
Make it out and make sure all my People straight, yeah, that's the key
Like, why they watching me
don't test me, many rappers don't impress me
You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe 'em like Wesley
So you best be on your way, I'm doper than
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
Bigger bucks
Raise ya hands if you gettin'
Gettin' to the
Gettin' to the
Uh huh
My team got me surrounded
Like the feds was on me
Shiesty people
Steer from
When I’m making music
If I don’t make the music, I feel
Like I’m compliant to the rest of my Universe
My Pop had told me that it’s about-
My dad told
to make the earth quake
Papa work it take your relly make em pounce pounce
All my peoples on the planet won't yall bounce bounce, bounce bounce
Show my
Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
fucks)
I got yen, euros, pounds, and all these bucks (all these bucks, bitch)
My gang come like rednecks, all we push is trucks (vroom)
Got Rick Owens
The Club Crunk, I'm'a Make 'Em Stomp
We Ain't Playin' want to Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp
Do It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp
Now Where
the street, people crowd around me
And say, "how you make all those sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice, and lip control
ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can find me nigga
You ain't gotta front like it's hard
Bitch boy
Yey, hehaha
head, don't beg, you dead, we fled, gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
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