Lyrics:
the capture
In the meanwhile back at the ranch
These actors they searching for cameras
IJS gotta pass em
But not Sebastian I'm past em
That's with that T if u
You're a bronc' bustin' man by the looks of your clothes."
"You guessed me right, and a good one," I claim,
"Do you happen to have ay bad ones
I lead the team I'm Jimmy Butler
That money callin', I say 'wassup?'
I came in here to fuck the bucks up
I ain't got shit to do, it's Friday, Chris
Keep the stick I'll fuck your bitch rhymes
Sickening that you live by such a petty code
Meanwhile I'm ready go when it's tip time; lay it on the line
tuff, and hard to find
In this maze of amazement I got you cornered
Cut your dimes and your nickels cause you know your money's spent
Meanwhile back
Unify the night
cnomalies inside the mind
I'm still cnonymous and probably the smartest thing since Ptolemy
I gotta get a buck or two
To not would
of the parsonage
Pardoning pilferage at no extra charge at all
Back at the ranch meanwhile nobody'd moved a bone
The sheriff was flinging cards into a hangman's
Can't get enough loving you
Can't get enough can't get enough of you
Can't get enough loving you
Meanwhile back on the ranch
You got boys lined up by
a strong pack like a buff nigga Stack them bucks up to the ceilin
I'm in this all black like a villain
I hope you call back one day
I got your love tucked, I
Meanwhile 6ix9ine free, livin' his best life (huh?)
Go back to the day that he took the stand and confessed right
Tape his mouth shut so he never talk
ain't jokin, you can bet you'll be chokin
on a fist full of nuttin, meanwhile I'll be puffin
on a fat blunt, what punk? You don't know the half
Tryin
the new home / and in the sanctum of that room where comfort blooms
Meanwhile at the ranch we’re ants observing ants / while the church bells ring the keys
at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens.
Do do do lookin out my back door
Tambourines and elephants
Meanwhile, back at the rap cave!
Jumping gee willickers Rap Man
You're never gonna believe it!
What seems to be the problem
My rap tastic companion?
to bust down
Buck wild
Bitty
She got money from her home town
Down south
Daddy money got her inner freak freak out
I hit it from the back
She said I’ll hit
daddy's ranch, we own the mineral rights
If you need to make some money to see you on your way
He could always use a hired hand, he'll pay you by the day
meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now
myself
Huggin snug on the gap
Gone ham on it like
Mclovin the crack
Double stuff muffin
Gravy gape straight in the back
Buck buck two shot minimal
Only
souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started
inspiring so authentic
Meanwhile you got a lifestyle, all rented
Meanwhile he driving a truck, windows tinted
Imma just keep it a buck, I'm not finished
Got
slide,
as I take you on a trip nigga ride (East Side).
Nate (Daz):
Do you remember back on the East Side?
Where all us niggas used to love
money in a duffle bag
Fuck 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta double back
The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, said he get it
money in a duffle bag
Fuck 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta double back
The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, said he get it
the jeans be cut
Rick Owen socks, Rick Owen for the dubs
Bitch I fly to Greece and you know I kept the stubs
Giannis 34 and I'm playing for the Bucks
What
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