Lyrics:
me to come back, cause Imma be all mad
I'm rippin the mask off, and I run up in all black
Cause Imma need allat, Imma need allat
Don't ask me to come
em off in the cut in a puddle of blood say what
Don't make me go in my trench
Nigga ya got me bent
All fucked up,your luck's up, you gotta get sent
what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off course
It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says
Deal out Jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
And send me off to bed for evermore
Make sure
capping in they fitted (Ugh)
Tryna get paid by the minute
(Uh huh)
I had hit the road and I did it for the village
They ain't wanna see me do it so I did it
right by my side
remind me of the time wen we was, up on the roof
blazin up on them leaves blowin back and forth, proceed
my homeboy smokin a big ol'
no bitches on the road to riches im spinning that block like a fidget
I took a loss and it cost me a ticket
I set it off like my name jada picket
Road
of the day
Ay, y'all can’t see Rossi is rollin’ and rockin’
Ain’t nothin’ gonna stop me, man that just ain’t an option
I’m surrounded by grinders, what you
Oh God
(Whatever it's JustMatt)
I'm flyin' high bae
I'm movin' on bae
Let me fuck goodbye bae
I'm movin' by yuh
No bitch I don't want you
Gotta
clout will see Cloud 9
But he who doubts me will meet their time
I could never stoop down to your level
Satisfied by these hoes and gold medals
Satisfied
us scandalous)
And if them runnin' off with me cash,
That ass gonna have to pay the price,
(Meet a motherfucking' po-po, gotta hit 'em with
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
An M.C.'s worst dream, I make 'em jinxed
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of 'em you would swear that Jaws was comin'
By
An M.C.'s worst dream, I make 'em jinxed
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of 'em you would swear that Jaws was comin'
By
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
I'm rippin' on the hard core beat
That's slammin' through your jeep like a 44 Mack to your back
Nigga L never got rip by a track
I don't fuck
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
cold with a slug might heat me tight
Pray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels like
It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights
skin so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house
Check the ratio of men
and goblins just tryna heal
Started off with a dream
Living environment no as bad as it seems
From a rapper so lucky to be
That would be me
But I feel like I'm
to get 'em up with two thugs
Runnin' side by side with number one
Murder mo drop my gauge on 'em
When the po-po chase,
If they catch me barehanded I'm
Freestyling to my brothers hitting pots and pans in my kitchen
So pass the pot let me let skillet
Pass the pot skillet
Cause
I had a dream where
Pot told
slug might heat me tight
Pray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels like
It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights
[Verse 2]
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