Lyrics:
a wave cap
I play back all the times that I coulda died
Why lie
Under oath
In my Gods eyes
Why try
When I fail it's a homicide
I'm alive cause the plan
burning marijuana trees down think they tryna play a nigga as a clown no sound
Nothing to really go by so I telescope gotta keep a close eye no lie
I done
the same face
You could blind me if you want to baby
But my eyes are never in the same place
You could lie right out your front tooths crazy
But your
Girl, I heard you're Trouble with a capital "T"
One look in your eye spells trouble to me
We're talkin' danger, just too blind to see
You're Trouble
You said you’d never leave my side
I just lift my eyes unto the hills
Gonna watch the sunrise
When the world around you has fallen
Get up you gotta keep
birth place
My eyes grey & my baby iced me
My bitch Latino, she feel like casinos
I spend my money then i get to reload
You never in the loop so you don't
on the road
In case you're wondering why I keep my ism
'Cause I smoked everybody else's shit up
My style's the ultimate funk when I mic checka
One two
beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
Sweet soul of the dark
Baby, baby you are trouble
Trouble chaser
You keep lowering your eyes
When I see you shaking
Baby, baby you're trouble
Trouble
me
These days people kill everything good
Last year we lost TakeOff
Baby don't take off
I want you by my side everyday
Everyday, anyway, anyway
RIP
Shomo Eruku toh fah loud
Momo eruku toh fah Loud loud loud
Street OT (OT)
Funwoni 606
My head banging
And my eye rolling
Make me happy
Like I got molly
A power, because my temper's at the border
Like I said before, I keep a party filled, like a bucket of water
MC, H-E-A-V-Y D
O-V-E-R-W-E-I-G-H-T Lover in
OK
Bitch I'm me, American gangsta
Weezy F baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend,
I ain't far in the danger
Clip full of wings,
Turn you
hand stands Nicko raph, Bone Don, Me Leo 2 sticks in my hand
Holla out cowabunga now do the turtle dance
If you didnt come up in the pink house you
coming up
Whole lotta skill mixed with blessings and a little luck
But I'm stuck like this number tatted on my shoulder
That dog in me getting vicious
The Air, the cold, my breath so thin,
Awoken from a dream but I want back in,
I close my eyes and let my mind loosely veil the sin,
Now you're not so
they know they gotta struggle
Keep'n it real
To all my homies working on the 9 to 5
And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble
Keep'n it
to women, my lady know I'm a lord
Lord, forgive me for all my wrongs
Killin' niggas for sneakers or shit that's said in a song
Puttin' homies in check
volcanic microphone
Robotic tonic atonic
The microphone is mine so MC's panic
I get down for my ground
You could see I met James Brown in your town
Flipping
Pictures
All My Niggas Be Grave Diggers
We Put Bodies In James River
His Body Prolly Found By A Fisher
Hook:
I Got That Drake On Me Now
You Know That Bitch
Told me you gon ride
Said you had ma back
Said you by ma side
Now I realize you a devil in disguise
I see the rage vivid in your eyes
I ain't tryna work
and my people just about due
I've been there so I know
They keep on saying "Go slow"
But that's just the trouble
"Do it slow"
Washing the windows
was the scene of my walk
I got approached from the rear e said baby can we talk
I looked him in the eyes with this fabulous smile
He said I just got
Turn me up I don't think they can Hear me
Her name Mya my jeans be Amiri
Every gun got a switch like the Light's on
Im a goat in the booth with
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