Lyrics:
dream
Produced by Udo Niebergall & Eric Sneo for Beatdisaster Records
Remixed by Cheeky U.K.
Vocals by Bruce Lacy, Michelle Stanley, James Walls, Maloy
takes gun
As long as you pay me shoots HA!
I I 'm gonna drink my tears tonight point
I'm gonna drink my tears and cry
'Cause I know you lcve me, bcby!
I
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
and speaking less
Don't need to flex i stick to myself-
Stick to my guns don't care how they play it
This what I'm doing don't care what you saying
Bless be
by flaws
I'm all yours but understand my future thoughts a few
My days could be navy blue, and I'm a believe in you
See I'm TRU, because my niggas
my AR sing, it shake the table, call it K. Michelle
Nigga got a bitch I like, I steal her, Le'Veon Bell
I ain't got no weed for you to smoke, baby, I
Lul bitch Toxic
Always
Running her mouth
Just like her momma
This bitch drama
Wanna be my Michelle
She must really
Think I'm Obama
I get them ps
Inna
step
While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance
Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun
I tell 'em we doing the hammer
When I spit its like the gun blasting
Or the sword slashing
ct every artist passing
Take the money and I cash in
Buy my moms a house
Move my family
I went for a run this morning, just like you
And in my mind I heard a car behind and a gun shoot
And as the bullet passed through my head I fell
Starin at the judge like what you talkin bout?
You told me to take and stick a gun in my mouth
See im a devil on the street from the serious ryme
But still
Fuck rap, I've been rich, crack by my stick shift
Oxy like concerts, always my bread first
"Get Mine" my nickname, O-X and cocaine
Nina my new
Be-Coming Enemies of their own families.
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
keeps
Eat by any means
Feed the time
That's how it suppose to b.
Envy niggas obsessed ,
fans all up on my D
Hide from the cameras when they flashing
like my name's Michelle
I can't face these facts so I run like hell
Your words can't hurt me anymore
I'm too used to standing in the storm
You can't tear
mail Got a bad bitch
By me Call her Ass Michelle
Too much money Onna Nigga
I can't stop At stations
Ian beefin W them niggas
They be writin Statements
fly in fashion
For the money we blastin', flip a hundred, we dashin'
Around my way, gun clappin' (Rich Gang)
This bitch hollerin', "Broke"
Snortin'
he Riding real slow
KC had a plan
He was tired of being broke
KC gun don't jam
Got bodies galore
So when KC say it
Everybody gon go
He heard about
forty-five's they all love
I'll stay with my one's Imma stick to my guns
Acid tab ocean front while I'm hitting my hoe
The door dash nigga knocked on the door
the back
She favors Michelle Obama
Chorus:
You see the cash now what
My Aston martin’s a truck
You say you rap boy good luck
Cause u can’t ball like us
Fortnite with my teeth
Hey man, got a gun for me?
God damn, ain't gonna give you one for free
Can't you lend a bandage or potion to me?
Crazy, I babysit
a gun hammer
My sickness, should remind you of Christmas
Cause i’m always coming down with something
Like a young Santa
Understand, there will be no
The mic was passed and that's when I found out
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from
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