Lyrics:
shot like Stephen Curry
Aye, I'm tryna' beat that cat up like it's Tom and Jerry
If I fall in love wit' you, don't you leave me worried
Aye, I will never
millions
Investing in buildings
Work to leave an inheritance for my children
Investing in bonds watching my stock yielding
Hate is crippling
Don't be led by
on
I put my dogs in position to run up these millions go hard in this bitch we ain't going home
Gotta get all my niggas rich 100 Mill Nova can't be
Trumps Got The Coronavirus by The House Trap
Trumps got the coronavirus
He's sick in the head
Better lay down Mr president
Best get back to bed
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl
see it in your eyes
But don't get it twisted, I don't do this all the time
Angel face she be steady tellin' lies
It's alright, baby girl, cause
Took a Gem Star, went to school like y'all don't want it
I was Bishop in the hall when he pressed Q
Balenciagas sweatsuits, too many losses they won't
The jesus christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my sunday school
These bitches get a one day rule
You gotta fuck by monday, cool?
Or she
killers that's hired to shoot
Bro poppin' that steel, once I give him the cue
You'll get dropped like you Bishop for trying my jewels
Been a beast in
Snake in the grass, Cut the copperhead
Hollow-tips point at a copper head
Drop a head Popping the Glock 'til the copper dead
But Bishop killed Radames
gotta dick full of helium, I'll fuck you up.
A boy, a girl, a middle aged bitch, botox in the third person.
I give the perspective a switch and bo talks
in the tall building without any windows
And I wear a headset and I'm getting by and
Don't you ever know what it takes to run a business sir
Don't you
strong
Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs
For the real people
I wonder is
strong
Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs
For the real people
I wonder is
last pump
Dump dump in the gut, raw from the giddy up
Better choose that right one or
Pick-pick the kiddies up (shit)
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by Lion Side Music Group
Ha ha
One time for a nigga like
Y'all fuckin with the wrong one
Pretty soon I'll have my own show on E4 making millions
C5 women in my bedroom, Sicilian
I'm killing 'em, on the mic I'm devouring you
fine baby it's not fair though
I'm your king baby I'm your pharaoh
You pretty girl like the song by Clairo
Fuckin on the plane we be fuckin in the air
Though I'm flat, though I'm broke,
Though I'm bent, I'm contented to never sigh,
As time goes by.
You know, there's a gleam in my eye,
And inside
I lost a lot in 19 but imma get that back
I was condensing 20 years into 18 tracks
Every night I'm at Denny's laptop in my bag
Mixing my vocals
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
I can't seem to get her off my mind
I think about shawty like all the time
One in a million she's one of a kind
I ain't even goin lie girl you're
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
fun to me
The look in your eyes can I Oblige your all need
My Bonnie and Clyde girl you a ride or die for me
Girls I been calling pick up the phone
I
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