Lyrics:
velcro I'm getting
All these women all these cars countin' my cash life with the stars
Why is life this good
Go head go grind go get it pick the manic
sweets
Want some fuckin crack
Gone and hit me on my beep
A-i-are, sippin on tha barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TVs all up in
them boys know, flip phone I be foldin em
Fillin up my foreign ride with petroleum
I gotta ride on boy, gotta bring the noise
Rent my car, gotta hit me
the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
I remember the days when I was a young kid growing up
Looking in the mirror dreaming
Mill a superstar
My new crib in Phoenix, ten car garage
Petite felite, platinum Audemars
Ain't no tags needed, nigga, I own them cars
I know them
Bop, gunshot in the head
Payback is a motherfucker
Yes, I feel it when I squeeze the trigger
I feel the air when my enemies die
I feel the strength
pickup drove up. It had KC lights, tractor tires,
everything but the CB. It was a life-size Hot Wheels car for some dumb rich kid,
right. Well, they
hand is hot
And expand a lot from the wiz' to Camelot
The parlayer, I'll make ya heads bop, Pah
I shine a light on perpetrators, like a cop's car
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
while I'm tryna keep my bread
From the sharks make me wanna put the hammer to my head
At the park politicin' with the kids
Tryna get em on a straight
And you don't even need to look cause we gleam obscene
In the light, ride slow to my yellow diamond shining
Like the Batman logo over Gotham, rock LA
a big house five cars the rent charged
Comin' up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
My own son don't know me
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
of you people, get awake
The future does not look good
It will light on the ground like wood
Never thought of this in my childhood
I told these kids but
over you just had to say
you said man it's just one of those days
my day started off kind of cool
I brushed my teeth I comed my hair and I got dressed
feeling villainous
Hoping one day I'll catch syphilis
Maybe by then I'll be chivalrous
But I'm not there yet, so suck on this
Sprechers all over my fucking
of my other
Girls were available, sat down and watched some cable, her purse is crammed with hundred
Dollar bills, affirmations are powerful, attracted
the cables end
I let a letter grade fuck up my whole plan
I've been running no end, stand, toe ten
Been going in, caught a ball right over heads
Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam
Here I stand as a dysfunctional man
Quick-tempered, short-fused, and pissed at God
Demons pullin' at my soul
dreaming is hard
Yeah, but with nothing over your head?
No, just light over my
Head and underneath too
I don't think I could take it
Without anything over my
of spite
Reorganizing my circle feel like a puzzle, having flashbacks when I was a kid
These schools always swear they teaching something
The streets
Send My regards to a rap god When this here drops Guaranteed to make heads nod Fear not this right here ain't Nowhere near kids bop So high I can
regards to a rap god When this here drops Guaranteed to make heads nod Fear not this right here ain't Nowhere near kids bop So high I can make lips
the day was over you just had to say
You said man it's just one of those days
My day started off kind of cool
I brushed my teeth I combed my hair
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