Lyrics:
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain and nothin' lasts forever
But until they close
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain and nothin' lasts forever
But until they close
nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin'
This steel-driver's muscle it ain't thin.
"Captain tell the people to move back farther
I'm
Blues gettin sung, nuggets of wisdom
I got da 2 for da one
Brotha speak softly and carry a gun
Nothin new under the sun
Play with the kid but the kid not
nothin' lasts forever
But until they close the curtain (y'all know)
It's him and I, Aquemini
Yeah
Now is the time to get on like Spike Lee said
!!!...
Chorus
I drunk it, I drunk it, damn it worked, who'd a'thunk it
Courage in a bottle, 2 shots down yup, I done it
Didn’t let the chance go by, I
the heads-up, so I can plan for it
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky (Pinkprint, ayy)
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothin' but bad bitches
invited so we gotta keep it real
[Silkk The Shocker]
Yo yo yo
It ain't nothin but a N-O L-I-M-I to the T
Party, so all my dogs could ride with me
not sucasa
Poppy I'm Poppy cock I'm cocky,
Offset to take off I'm Rocky Apollo da rocket unbottled my conscience,
Put down the bottle stop all
a rocket (uh)
Lookin' at the jewels, you see a pool in the faucet (brr)
Za' hit the mail, come straight from the tropic
Got a coconut smell, but it hit
wipers slappin' time
And bobby?s clappin? hands we finally
Sang up every song that driver knew.
Oh oh oh freedom's just another word
For nothin
I drink Buck but you already know that
Since I was like 15 so every bottle's like a throwback
I get loose when I take off the lid
They call tis
so horrible hair poppin out the follicle
I don't go to clubs, but I'd pop up just to bottle you
Tattooing you rookies when I smash you like it's nookie
If you don't really know me better say Nothin (say nothin)
If they ask about me better shoulder shrug (shoulder shrug)
If I hear you lien ima say
dreamin', I'ma genius (oh-oh)
Hop in that rocket, I take off (no)
We done came too far to play soft (no, no)
There ain't no stoppin', you fuck by
Need to plate for it and I ain’t know it
So when I ride by I don’t even say nothin'
She be smilin' 'cause she love a nigga style
So I’m the only she let
a motherfucker
But he ain't been doin' nothin'
Wrong, the only thing
He totin' that thirty burner
This for my brothers who in
The slums every day
Tryna prepare for
Hopped in that foreign lit a five and closed my eyes
Yeah
Yeah
Told the driver drive and wake me up when we arrive
We use Rolls Royce umbrellas
No
the promoter by his mutha fuckin' neck
Don't be fooled by the Rolex!
*(Chorus)* 2x
Verse 4 *(DMG)*
Who in the mutha fuckin' hell
Nothin' but Regime Ridaz
Turn up
They hatin' already, make me feel that I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna
(Migo)
Get these bitches off my cup
Ain't nothin' but two and that four in the cup
Lookin' like, damn, lookin' like, damn, lookin' like, damn, where can
Ay Lo, run to the fridge and pop that other bottle of Cris' homey
I'm off the weed but I'm back on my juice nigga
Pour me up an ounce and a couple
casually
'Cause life without livin' ain't nothin' but a fallacy (come on)
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day, yeah
Pop a bottle
bottles by the neck
Then grabbin baby mama by the neck
Anger issues start to shine bright
Leaving marks on her body and they all in sight
Judge can see
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