Lyrics:
motherfucking pencil
If I had scope, I would stick it like a freckle
120 fucking days
I got super saiyan ways
Run it oh my fucking days
This shit so fly outer
and you can't even skate
I'm highly sedated I sleep through the hate
Haunted by some demons even to this day
I got some fakes around me
I got some snakes
What it do?
Stomping on the beat with my 1000$ shoes
I ain’t heard of you bitch who the fuck is you
thinking you the man with 120 views
I ain’t
aint giving them the time a day
Doing 120 on the highway
Used to get it fronted now I buy the weight
I don’t want your bitch by the way
She popped
'Cause he was great c'mon
I'm on the one mission
To get a politician
To honor or he's a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona
I got twenty five days
you know I go in and lay it down
She never with the games she don't play around
(And better)
She looking good in her fashion nova
Now im coming over
120
Here's a message to the girl from the UP
Highway 41 to St Peter's-By-the-Sea
Mandy from Mohawk, wherever you may be
I think of you sometimes
When I
like that
With them [unknown] tux
Draped in all black
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits
Bangin back in the day juss to get
the feds tryna catch me
I'm doing 120 with Runtz in the backseat
But I cannot speak my life is no better
Working three jobs, I'm stacking up cheddar
I'm
a day
120 each is almost like a thousand a week
That's weak
Fuck it I guess that I hit the rock bottom
Doesn't get much more rock bottom
When your bound
Yeah aye
(Xiao)
Where am I?
Who am I?
Where will I be?
I've been
Dead for so long
I cannot go
Speeding off 120 on the dash bitch
Where will you be
your cards right I'm like the lottery
No Caller ID stop calling me
100 thousand for who stopping me
Imitation cool but don't get mocking
120 on dash got
that very night
Our movement took flight
It was the Day of Pentecost
And gathered in one place
About 120 souls
Were singing psalms of praise
When
like that
With them [unknown] tux
Draped in all black
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits
Bangin back in the day juss to get
From first day I survey the hassle
Death knockin at your door
In the Big Apple
Meth rotton to the core
Shackle, in the sound castle
my friends 'cause it's just how we were made
And with every passing day life is feeling great
Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate
Looking in the mirror
Walk this world alone
Man I should've known
Wouldn't be by my side
Till my days are gone
Roll another one
Spark another bowl
You're
Damn, And I do it day by day
Watch out, lil nigga don't play
Niggas run as soon as they see my K
Nigga in the back crying cuz I fucked his bae
Hold
on 120
To become the greatest, ain't all for money
To laugh at the days that I had me some warrants
You find me in court, it's because of the one knee
I
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
young, she young, she young
I hit the 21 blocks each and every day
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in each and every way
No sweat, 'cause if I sweat
of my shit
I'm not dancing I'm all over the place
Remember back when residue was all over the safe?
Take them back days I went five days
120 hours,
Pray for the day that my feelings fade away
Pray for the day that my feelings fade away
Pray for the day that my feelings fade away
Put on my cape
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
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