Lyrics:
cause this bitch kept on trollin
Four, five, six, yeah, you know I kept on rollin heat
Chillin' by the harbor, lookin' down on Leeds city streets
Ended
[LV:]
Shady...yeah
[Havikk:]
They got me sittin' back thinkin'
Thinkin' about my G's loc
Rolls to their grave site
Pray as I kneels low
but for now
I'm cruisin' down College Drive, Feelin' the good vibes in the air tonight, It's like
Cold hearted night, late night drive, Sittin
the way we look in our jeans
Sittin' on my stoop with my needle and thread
Got a stiff from jerkin' my head
Bound to hurt somebody by the way she switches
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
things to get better
Have to do it on my own.
Gonna knock down those demons
Still sittin' on my throne.
It's time to get my hands dirty
Start rippin' up
dough
So, niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist
And this bitch thinkin' she can ease my mind by suckin' my dick
Bitch maybe fo' a minute, but that
at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em crying, "You gon' sell out?" Ya damn right!
I
I got the Feeling
I need to be higher up than the Ceiling, I be on some opposite of Peaking
By my babys plot, Kneeling, Thinkin about diggin deep
the day by the time somthing down
Gotta get better believe I'm gone
Now you can call me the vampire type
Batman livin' in a cave no lights
Seem too
She's sittin' by the water where the river gets wide
Thinkin' 'bout swimming to the other side
Got a Malboro red, and a can of cold Bud
Toes
really
Thinkin' they were right though, woo!
Quick to criticize, I been on the rise
You been askin' why
B-b-b-b-b-bye, I'm flyin' by
I ain't comin' back, I
You a bad bitch, thinkin' I'm a savage Might as well go get your bread and end up in a casket
Cause I ain't gonna give you my bread, that shit is
I'mma clock some cash
Did some time locked down, but I'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me
Hey, still sittin in my cell as I
me where or who
I'm flippin through this money
While I'm sittin in my room
Man I did it by myself when they said it wasn't true look
My mind is dancin
this fly
The type to change because of fame, I'm just not that guy
Still sippin' on my 40 when the cops drove by
When I go, gotta tell my girl
what you thinkin' 'bout, what you sittin' around just frownin' for?
I'ma nigga so you know I fuck around, for the thousandth time, I know I'm wrong
You
Thank you
I just wanna say thank you
Sittin' here thinkin' about everything
My momma told me
That I would always make it this far
I can't make
this game
I hope that you been holdin' me down, that money came
Sittin' up inside of the court hopin' not to be judged by half of the choices I made
no jokin son
Jasmine holdin the smokin gun
By the time I realized I caught two in the chest had the vest
As I fell I'm not thinkin of death
Still
"Spaced Age for Eva"
Po-ppa never went and jumped the broom, never got that one degree
But if you looked down from heaven, you'd still be proud of me
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
But it just ain't no use
I'm baffled 'cause of what went down
See I got your letter so you're leaving town
Just take one minute to think about
Baby,
livin poor
Got me thinkin on a made level
Shootin my gauge to get paid
A fuckin crazed devil
Mad shit from here to there
Day by day
Year
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