Lyrics:
could save him
He wanted more than no one could pay him
Fat aspirations
His accolades he's already wasted
He wanted more
Than anyone around him
That's
stuck
Once supply runs out, he'll turn sober
If his body's dependent, then it's all over
So once our resources run out
There'll be nothing support us, no
American girl, no doubt who the best are
I get harder, faster than a car in Nascar
Make more reveal, I wanna ride again
The red coats are comin', fuck
Heretics and leopards infidels and heathens
View not obstructed by shadow guilt reason
No need to look up when you already feel whole
No need to pay
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
Like DAYUM
I just want to smoke my shit
Couple blizzys to the face
N’ I don’t care about shit
Like damn
Roll out, with the windows down
Sunset
By
wrongdoers, and oppressors
Those who hinder others from the path of Allah and seek to make it crooked, they are disbelievers in the hereafter
By no means will
out there's hell to pay on a summer's day
I wonder how long that it'll take before these pigs will pay
I've seen it on the socials, I'm glad all their
I was watching crowds around the city
Screaming out for violence, wanting more
Vengeance in the eyes, no sign of pity
A bitter thirst for blood
ok
I will load em' up
By the time the hustle pay
I will thrill the world
I will give it all just to get it all
Ahaaah
In the meantime
Reality talk
Writing rhymes at night in the house by myself
I open mailboxes, all I see was more bills
Gettin' cold chicken, walkin' down Ryan's hills
Askin' moms for 50
drop that ass
Damn low so he popping tags catch cramps holding her shopping bags
He don't handle her plottin ass he'll be ran broke no spot to crash
the hell’s that about?
I been supplyin' all the fire, I see that it's in demand aye
You don't want no smoke we been burnin' on different strands aye
Tryna
you out I like the way you bounce it
She eat the dick so good I thought it was a quarter pounder
I met this bitch by accident I left her where I found
part of god's plan
This was not my decision in hell's kitchen
But I'm chefing up a fresh
Cold plate of revenge
On you fuck niggas and fair weather
doesn't just impact the nation
The worlds is under attack we facing
An Extinction Level Event that could wipe the planet faceless
No emancipation you
was in the shop I had to borrow see
They had no mercy on the car, Lyor will kill me
Where the hell can Nicki be? I'm gonna smack her up
I got
shot, it's a video
A different kind of chatter, what the fuck you think I'm after
I don't sell dope, no
But they hit my cellphone
This grease on my elbows
a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
pay no child support
Because the bitch left him without a second thought
He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet
She even left his clothes out
went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing
meet yo big homie i do not need him
Cookie monster, all i fuckin smoke aint no O Geezy
Big Tuck get engineered by McFleezy
He only record niggas that
confesses on video tape
But since he was in an 'agitated state'
He's acquitted and let out
To shoot some more
Now does this mean every sister and brother
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