Lyrics:
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
love I'm like where is Cupid?
Yea I make emotional rap
Spit my heart out and I flow how I'm broken on tracks
Yea cause I be going through crap
But I'm
I ain't got no friends
(take money) Yeah, I'ma do this track
West side!!
(take money) MOB, Bad Boy killers
(take money) Hahahaha, hey fat boy...
to discuss is when you gonna get yo' dawg Joe on the track though?
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about
Aye..aye Joe! Aye bruh, where you at dawg??
Talk to em
Spreading the love
King in my city
Strapped with a Snub
King in my City
Watch how they hate
We can't relate
No drivebys
Get shot in the face
Shut shit down
Those curse I'm in love tell her what I mean
Thinking about her like I am a fein
Baby girl you're perfect to me
Ass so big she ripping the jeans
The way
bitch man I feel like a savage
I'm dripping in the latest fashion
And I can never be no average Joe
Who do you love
Who do you call at two am when you
stand tall I ain't never froze
Gotta give it my all ain't no average joe
I done hopped in my bag, I'm in savage mode
They say Marc why your bars so
Rhymes faster than a speeding bullet
Has more rhymes than a train has tracks
Able to leap sucker MC's in a single rhyme
Look, at the jam,
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
that drink in her cup
Shawty fell to her knees
Hope she don't fall in love
Hope she don't fall for me
Knowing I'm on these drugs
Knowing that ima leave
the smell of pot, though I rock a steady job and a side part, and by the way, sidebar, I already have a side part, my fault, have to try harder to be hip
Uh Yeah, yeah
Let's go!
So as I stand (As I stand)
I'm still fitted with that black snap back (That snap back boy)
When I fall right off track
everything we spit on the mic
Don't try piping up
It took you 6 months to come back
With a ghostwritten track what the fuck is that
OH FUCK
Stop
times three
Gotta change my sheets cause your girl got too excited by the sight of me
Now she wanna make a DVD
Wait, no cap I ain't got time for that
I'm Afro with the Thunder
Samurai I kill and plunder
Get the sack
Share with the team
Gas Mean like Joe Greene
Nigga I'm a Trouble Man
I'm a Trouble
Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
doc's, Martin don't love animals
Gonna go gorilla mode when fucked with by the criminals
Off the brim, off the record, my hat doesn't match the sweater
dream
Caution this hot dont get burned by the steam
Do it like joe and make sure you lean
Nice individual but love to be mean
Insane the brain was
Didn't want to but I had to blast it
Feel no remorse, left the crime scene laughing
Stopped in my track and realised my mistake
I got no lemonade and I'm
some people
That you only met a couple of weeks bro
I ride with the same nigger's
That I grew up with in the ghetto
True love around here ma nigger
So no
doesn't wanna be my Neighbor
Fuck it I hate hoarders
I hoard dvds of hoarders
Before I place orders
Of eight quarter
Bags of coke when I spray Corners
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