Lyrics:
the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing 'Cabin on the Hill'
Through the springtime he was groaning 'The good times are past and gone'
By
Distorted by clout,
Horseman stood on the cloud,
Full screen disorder,
We reek,
Black boy kill black boy,
Or black boy get killed by police,
Black boy rap
Pick apart the carcass and the pussy's like petals
Tell em motherfukers i am on the level
Tryna never dwell upon the previously dealt i gotta settle
For
Said she tired of lil' money, need a big boy
Pull up 20 inch blades like I'm Lil Troy
Now it's everybody flockin', need a decoy
Shawty mixing up
right by the oh, oh
Tell me what you know (tell me what you know), huh
I can get this bam by different flows (by different flows, whoa), yeah
I can
She know what I can bring to the table
I can tell if it's real by the label
We had TV, but we didn't have cable
Now I'm richer than all of my
Project the reason you can't book a show
Nigga we the reason you can't go to the store
ATG too legit to go switch for hoe
Tell that boy to quit rappin' he
Look, Imma tell you bout my life
Imma tell you about my life
What's wrong in it, what's right
That long linen I tried to
Fight but then I died
I
show me i'll give you this Glock
Go kill my opps and tell 'em "Blow me"
Yuh, hoe so bloody, I think she want me
I need that hoe too, I think she lovely
done real bad in front of yo kids
To show 'em what real type of bitch you is
And it's that boy named 3 to the 2 forever stayin' true
Just a player
nobody's help
Ya'll don't get no credit, bitch
I did it by myself
Now they all be gunnin' for the kid
I wish 'em well
They pray that I'ma fail, tell them
nobody's help
Ya'll don't get no credit, bitch, I did it by myself
Now they all be gunnin' for the kid, I wish 'em well
They pray that I'ma fail, tell them
Yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em if it's a problem, say it's a problem
I told you off the top that I was solid
I told you we get money, 'bout to peel
see the paramedics, news cameras, police choppers
Man down, but they don't know who shot 'em
It's lookin' like The Walking Dead, zombies
Everyday
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
Yeah that's right Chuck man, that's what you gotta do
You got to tell 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I'm sayin'?
Cause yo, man let me tell you
the balancers, anyway
I had a good day
Lil mama just hit for a thirty K
The plug just sent 'em right from the bay
You know that I caught 'em, I sold 'em
They
Diamonds on me hit like Floyd Mayweather
Don been through the worst but was taught to do better
Cop birds by the two watch em flock with no feathers
[Chiminiyoka]
Boy what you think this is
You tryna play, better go find some kids
I thought you was the lotto, I put in my bid
And I let you hit
I tell you what 'cause I get 'em then I share 'em
I get my ham fucked up then I ? 'em
Cause I'm a hoe you know I'm a hoe
I fuck three different
on the spot
Got the kids goin' wild like I'm sellin' ice cream
Like I'm, like I'm sellin' ice cream (cream)
I don't really know how I can tell 'em nicely
me
Yeah and I'ma G you don't know a motherfuckin' thing bout me
I tell u one motherfuckin' thing bout me bitch I got so much money on me uh
I'm
stack it tall until the ceiling
Amiri jeans, knowin' Bally denim
The money good, tell him he can send 'em
Came up off sellin' that weight
I came up off
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