Lyrics:
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
The feds caught me slipping, now look where I'm at
They tryna tell me, if he tryna get out by the night, it's gon' be at least 15 of them stacks
I said nigga
ride or die and ahhh
Whole L.I., soul of mine I know some cold survivors ahhh
Why would I, not ride for mine, these niggas ride or die and ahhh
Whole
or die and ahhh
Whole L.I., soul of mine I know some cold survivors ahhh
Why would I, not ride for mine, these n***** ride or die and ahhh
Whole L.I., soul
I knock you off course
I was donkey of the day, now I'm on my high horse
I shoot for the moon and keep a gun around
Janky promoters always gave me
the evil eyes aflame;
That Prussian bully standing by, as if he watched a game.
"Make haste and shoot," the Major sneered; "a minute more I give;
A minute
Bitch text my phone say she miss me irrelevant
Just talk to God and I'm heaven scent
Clean up real nice dip and Dab like a manican
For da gang shoot
no perc to go on drills that shit is in me
Y'all must ain't heard of cleanup crew
You wan talking like you hard when you got yo stick took by luh duke
the pain - keep it in mind - give a li'l time - remember the purpose
Feeling Divine - giving me signs - built by design - never not working
What I been
the fuckin' blue face
New bitch she came with a bag, she keep the lipstick by the mags
Run up on me and her, we finna blast
That's all, baby, that's all, baby
of writing
Thief mi style mi a fight him
Mi have a rifle fi a time machine right by me
When this shoot yuh inna the ground fi a long timing
Life get remove
You Call Me Playboy I Will Dance
Cause Playboys Choose Who They Wanna Dance
My feelings true kibanuli through the night
Demons by my side huma li
like me I know some who hate it
I wanna take the world by storm I wanna take the world by storm
I wanna take the world by storm
So if you riding I thank
a tool deez niggas will shoot
I know dat day scared uh da boxin
Not worried bout hoes I'm chasin my goals Li baby just move I got option
Put da pack in
a professional like Mike Beasley
I'm in the big league
It is no mystery why I'm not missing
The shots leaves you history
Miss me with the bitchery
I'm not
a professional like Mike Beasley
I'm in the big league
It is no mystery why I'm not missing
The shots leaves you history
Miss me with the bitchery
I'm not
the cops on me, you know its just a wordplay
Kadve, bol mere miss kiye the na?
Jab niche gira mai, backbitch kiye na?
Aake muh pe to bol, cheeru mai tera
to shoot, you miss you die
Y'all say it wit me now, you miss you die
Can't pull the trigger cause you need me alive
I am the life that need you too survive
On my eleven gettin slicker
Buyin liquor from a non-liquor store
Quick to dick a hoe and get tha big homie for a 64
He ain't gon miss it though
'Cause
Excuse me, shawty, get the fuck out of my face
Before we get mad and shoot up the whole place
I'm sometin' like a pimp that's why you bitch in my
And the li' hoe watch that motherfuckin' hit
Put that switch at his house, nigga, shoot up that shit
I'ma go hard every chance that I get
Nigga, stand on that
The shots I shoot don't ever miss so why you fucking bugging
These pussies all got problems and I think it's fucking funny
Don't try to shoot me down or my
miss me with the bullshit this time?
Miss me with the bullshit this time
Miss me with the bullshit this
Miss me with the bullshit this time, yeah
Shawty
raised in the zoo where niggas never played by the rules
Some nigga tried to play me back in high school
I fucked around and made the news
I never been
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