Lyrics:
Got a girl from the south side, got braids in her hair
First time I seen her walk by, man, I 'bout fell up out my chair
Had to get her number, it
let the streets rock and roll your soul
Swats GA by way of Cascade Heights
Gunshots roadblocks sidewalks and ice
Sold me out for 3.5 grams
ball for eighty dollars
Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious
So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch us
Circlin' but they don't
screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass
rollin', Benjamins foldin'
Nigga bank accounts holdin', more loot than the jews
And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
Had me all on the news,
brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been
hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies smokin' roaches, 'cause we broke
Late night hangin' out 'til the sunrise gettin' high
Watchin' the cops roll by
covenance sodomised by presumption
Crooked traitor past revealed at last
Godzone
Godzone (Jacob's Ladder)
Godzone
Godzone
this entails explosive
finally stuck like lightning from the blue
Every highway's leading me back to you
Now at last I hold you
Now all is said and done
The search has come
Every highway's leading me back to you
Now at last I hold you now all is said and done
The search has come full circle our destinies are one
So if you
and the blues
My partner made bad moves, he might end up in the news
Or end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks
Riding by the rulesm I'll abide by it
Would you like to sing, in a foreign car, songs by one dimensional stars on a highway of hypocrisy paved right Through the native soil?
You could
over one by one, while brown and blue smoke seeps out of every orifice of their bodies. A foul metallic stench slowly pervades the area.
The crowd is
here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
At Last
Hey love
My first love
My last love
I can't stop lookin' for you
I'm movin'
But can't move on
Since you've gone
I don't know what to do
So
Words by Rebecca St. James & Bill Deaton
Music by Blair Masters
You can have the money, wheel it, deel it, win it all
You can have a lot of fashion,
Sipping on some drank
Counting hundred dollar bills
Loving how this money feel
Took a lost and balling still
Nigga what the fuck you think
You want
play us
Dollars over favors
Motherfuck a hater
Pull up to the bruncheon red and blue inside the functions
Millions in abundance cause my songs are filled
friendly
I get my money by myself
So either way I'm winning
I keep some blue lines in my pocket
But I don't like to spend em
It's a cold world get your head
Ran from the Blue Lights
Stayed out for 2 nights
Out in the Cold
Miles away from my home
I' been trynna get gold
They said I'm selling My Soul
Cuz I
Jaxx
Play it for me, Jaxx
Dollars in the air
Hey
Bottles in the air
Hey
Trying to celebrate
Commas on my ear
Hey
Problems nowhere near
Hey
I don't
you bitches; Im getting dollars, clout
And I'm a baller now, they say I'm ballin out
Im getting litty, you bitches; J-Doc, without a doubt
And I'm
29 Hundred Dollars Going Once Going Twice carat Twenty One Center the pink diamond Who Wanted Coming Up bracelet 9 Carat Diamond Yellow Bright Two
Infrared!
Them n***** want me dead.
100000 dollars sitting on my head.
See my life before you eyes inside the scope.
Why is it that my destiny is
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