Lyrics:
goooo,
Speeding in this LA weather
P-town spinning on their feat like woahhh,
Chilling in my Avirex letter,
Freestyle kick it through your feet like
gon die
Stand on biz look me in my eyes
Ima buck ya life leave mama traumatized
Down to spin im down to slide
Hit luh jit up make his mama cry
Im
Iont want no scrub
I want the plug
Emphasis on P cause
You know that he the one
It come to that bidness
You know he gone get it done.
Blowing out
And now everybody I know
Is involved in this little beef
It started with Geezy, Jen, and Kristara
And now they threatened the life
Of Gabe's baby daughter,
wanted, okay baby girl lemme buy it, she so fine, she so bhad, baby girl come let me fly it, she shake ass, she in the club, she by herself lemme try it
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa)
What kind of society do we have
Where doing the wrong is right?
Living by rules pressured in
Throughout time
Sleep...
S l e e p ...
Sleep like a baby...
Lay your head down here on my pillow
Lay down here by my side
Turn away your darker side...
Just for tonight...
sick, from my decision
*Pain!!! The badness increases
The goodness declines, while we are cut to pieces
*By the pain!!!
Crushed beneath it's heft
of my life
And my radio handle's "Train"
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights
I had ice water in my veins
And I come over here 'cause I
apart, man
My brothers say just go get an apartment
Flipping the pages to get into the garden
By now the mara taller, treat me like a God
Damn
Feelings
daresay that by far the best life is the one that cannot be lived.
soon as they mention my name
Man imma rock star but i ain't clouded by fame
I just wanna take your lady out for drinks and thangs
Upper Eastside living
Yeah, yo, yo should've aborted my still
Born lifeless carcass
Throw on a cloak now I'm trife and heartless
Approaching my targets lurking
In shadowy
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
Never moved weight from a trap house so I don’t lie when I ride on beat
Life feels a little bit mad now still a don’t smoke I just write more heat
Say G (goo)
Say um, say T, say T (baby noise)
Yeah, say G (baby noise)
Say O (baby noise)
Say P (baby noise)
Say U (Baby noise)
Say me (me me)
Say
burn)
I live my life without a care
I don't have time to be
Politically aware
I hate to have to think
I hate feeling too
I'll leave those chores to some
Learning hard knock life nigga volume two
So he put me on put me on to Master P
Made chicks say uhhh with the ghetto D
Homies got locked up started losing
news
Walking dollar sign I cant keep it in the piggy bank
S and P 500 I get 10 percent on this
They judge me by my medicine cant even fuck with this
I
Hehehehehe now listen
Na grace I take dey run my race
Ọmọ mehn no be by levels
Owo ọpọlọ l'oyinbo nsan
Oyinbo no dey sanwo muscle
Ọjọ melo lafẹ lo laye
Tofẹ
ride the rhythm without pride
What the hell's a Journeyman? Hipped me to the game
Katie brought em by and life would never be the same
What you say is
dash
And the Yankee clipper speeds
By under full sail
"What's the position you hold?"
"Can you really feed a family of six out in
The sticks with only
country home. but I am missing you
As the sun is setting on me I think I'll crank up my pick-you p for san anton'
Chorus:
There ain't enough dance halls
currency by the stack
M town reppa liquor sippa and the souths on my back
[Chorus 3x]
I got that cake, I got that cake
These suckas see me out here flossin
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