Lyrics:
serving packs
You would of thought he was Chris Paul dropping them dimes
3hots a cot when is it gon stop
Wasa made man
Came a long way from trapping in
serving packs
You would of thought he was Chris Paul dropping them dimes
3hots a cot when is it gon stop
Wasa made man
Came a long way from trapping in
know you grown, you can do what chu wanna
But a man is a father to a daughter
I can be ya role model
Hey I can be ya role model
Life ain't all
fallin'
In them same traps niggas can't figure out
In the fast lane boy but the bridge is out
Make my blood boil, get yo' life spoiled
Get you in
they listen to the shit that I say
On my way to better days I never seen a delay
I been highly debated I'm never jaded to the life
Not degraded by haters
they listen to the shit that I say
On my way to better days I never seen a delay
I been highly debated I'm never jaded to the life
Not degraded by haters
that back ahh
Balling and dunking ma life is a ball
Rolling for the streets, shooting for the moon
Back in the studio we call it the ghetto
We cooking
All you need to know is the vibe round' here we buil' it and instill it
Sean Paul alongside
Fabolous, you done know we bust
Telling them again,
And shelter you from hart
I will save you, I will rescue you
I will save you
You sing that love is something, it never takes a side
You sing you´ll be left
see him don't get mad or dismiss him
He's more than just a cog in a capitalist system
His life matters, and that is the truth
And since he matters to me
tock
Hey
Tick tock
Money callin’
Tick tock
Movie time
Tik Tok
New wrist sick watch
Wrist on froze
Movie time
Money callin’
Tick tock
I do not do no dates
You don't need tissues
Just wipe the tears from your eyes
Let's go
1, 2, 3
You stuck in my life you gon ride for me
By my side I spin the wheel uh you
“Two Sinking Ships”
©2021 Words & Music by
Gregg Hatten & Jodi Beth Orliss
Like two sinking ships we were going down
There ain't no turning back
just split us apart
Now my brain and hart is back on Track
(So destructive)
Now I'm back on track
Let her in my life
(So destructive)
I let her in my
my life is lookin' bad luck!
I only pray when I'm in mothafuckin' handcuffs!
Callin' out for someone, somewhere!
Is there anybody out there?
[Wiz]
I
(Jd On Tha Track)
How you snake yo' homie? Yeah
Niggas fake, they phony, yeah
Did this shit on my own by my lonely
Only thing I need is money
got no vision they callin me blind
All i can see is the bread (All I can see is the bread)
I’m at the door hear a knock (Knock)
Don’t go no time
is a no win 'cause he's my bestfriend
But now I'm guilty, I'm fallin' for his girlfriend
I know it's wrong but my heart is filled with purity
I
Superman superman come rescue me
This is a thug callin' to a G
I'll give you the power of my life & soul
cs long as you give me the power ta roll
I'm
the bridges out
Make my blood boil, get ya life spoil
Get you in the system, get you in the soil
And you funeral sponsored by Unical
Saw your UVN nigga digital
(no grudges)
What you know
(about this)
Such an acquired taste
I know some can relate
Ain't no need for debate
Surround myself by the greats
Killin
up behind her
Mami threw it like a quarterback, I caught that like Rice
I call mami Montana, bandana
Tied her hands up, this is gangsta love
Threw
honestly my favorite type of gear
Is a scrungy for her
Hair and LaPearla underwear, clear?
Girl I hear you callin', let's stop stallin'
Do what we came
Because in this room, on this day
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is
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