Lyrics:
With a past that I still regret
All my fears start taking hold
Don't let that eat you whole
Cause the future was meant for the bold
And I hate I can't
down for my own good
Riding by the old hood
Used to play on the porch smelling oak wood
Simple times, but I stay moving forward
The past is the past
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
line, getting paid every second don't fuck with my time, I remember working nine to five just get by
Talking bout it cost to be the boss, well I'm
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
gotta keep 'em in my world
Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes
Sittin on, spinnin 24's, openin my Bentley doors
Drunk
make,
And you were willin'
To be with me, Bobby B.
But with a bad attitude I can't compete
Now you know my name, now I know your game
You wanna be
Im michael jackson bad tap dancing in neverland
These niggas jealous im sabotaging all of their plans
Sticky weed i be blowin harder than a fan
Grab me by my nuts when I'm loving you
Now open up and let me put the thug in you
A thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got a lot of thug in
Cause I'll be back
And smash it
Like space invaders
You're real cute
With attitude to boot
How bout u scoot
And let trippy just shoot the poot
I'll fill
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing
The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team
On my
house
We gonna do a little something like this...
Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun
So let's proceed with lychin', yo
My uzi weighs a ton
So now
fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my world
Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes
Sittin'
Kippi Maz this is me
Old me new me
The same attitude you see
They like who that be
When I walk down the street
When they hear the hard beat
When I piss
And tell you that He loves you too and this I will say
Let get an attitude of gratitude be grateful everyday
Just give the Lord the glory He deserves
the traction
Thirty five a p I'm taxing, fire bullets sing like the Jackson's
Put her in a lock she on my dick like she steady latching
Fein came to me want
Wanda
Say you gon' pull up but you
Gon' get stopped by the lobby
I got designer from head to my toe on my body
Drippin' like Fiji
I went up a hole like
you poisoned
with embalmed beef
(In) the Spanish-American War
V3
The time has come
For this story to be told
Let the history records show
Teddy
the air but still she sexy when she shake her body
That type of chick that says hey girl, let's go to the after party
After that we go to my room for
myself
I did this by my doley feeling good im feeling wealth
I deal with all the hate by showing love I wish you health
Don't take my heart for granted I'm
ain't talking no faggot shit
All of my magazines be melted because I shot out a plastic clip
The only reason that I'm on defense
Can't let my daughter
QPs
How You Goin’ Touch Me & I Ain’t Local Brah
Take What, Rob Who, Boy Don’t Be Stupid
Don’t Let My Looks Fool Ya, I Was Bred By Shooters
I Was Outer
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