Lyrics:
Hold up, wait a minute
Guess what I'ma never do
Show so much respect to you
That I feel like we're friends, so now we no longer competitors
That
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
I-Guess-I-Overslept-And-Slept-Through-My-Alarm
Mr. Rush, be rich, hit me up, I'm just waking up
In the clutch, come through with the clutch, try me, you can touch
Never blink, never lose no
growth spurt hit (it don't matter 'bout the size)
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010, no cap ('cause you're here, right?)
I got "Freshman Player
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time
Your mom
Hey, grandma
Yeah, I'm still out makin' my Uber runs
I'll be home soon
I just got one more pick up, kinda close to 8 Mile
Okay, okay, love you
cookin
Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
slow
And still twist your tongues up
Rock the house from night
Till the sun's up
Cause it relly ain't
How much you say
it's what you sy
I got no fuckin'
To Say
I'm Lookin At You (Oh)
Baby I'm Lookin At You (Ooooo)
So Don't Be Ashamed To Be Sexy
[Bridge: One Chance]
It's A Private Party
Just You And Me
'll always have this promise from me
No matter how high I get, I'll always look up to you
You'll always be number one, I'll settle for number two
You
Hahaha it's Gerald and Bobby
It's 2011 'til the day I see Heaven
We weren't supposed to be here, you know?
Hahaha bobby we can pass the baton back
You won't get to hurt anymore
Justice will finally be restored
Facing all the danger in store
I'll leave you crawling back for more!
Drowning, Drowning
No Cali J, I still ran all blow
All in the trim, straight lookin like you
Free tattoo
I'm in the gangsta shit
Gangsta clothes and gangsta crib
Need
everything I have
Never asked nobody for sh-, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace,
money changed me (tell me how)
But I'm still the old me (right now)
I'll never change, I'll never switch up on my homies (I can't never)
I can't take
on roof,
Even once had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no fasad it's da truth,
So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
Matter of fact, get off they track.
I'm too classy to go back-to-back
With your average hood-rats.
What you know about markin' yer game
Up yer walls?
no change
So heartbroken that I threw up
Now I'm lookin' for a dirty cup, yeah, a double cup
Two hoes gotta double up, that still ain't enough
Without
off my chest
And again man
Thank you Bobby Boy for these wonderful beats, 'preciate it
Now let's get it
Yeah
I sometimes forget how life can be kind'a
Only, I don't mean to be
I do it the CuDi way
No need to be mad if you not me
Lookin' for ill shit
You know where to find KC
Yeah, you know where to find
spend all your time trying to get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git
spend all your time trying to get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git
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