Lyrics:
spent thirty thousand on somebody's grapes
We done did so many pull ups on niggas
No wonder we gettin' in shape
Too busy backin' my words up with
I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah,
it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
If a bullet give my lung a slight tear
I wanna believe that the light's there
So all you Christians don't get mad
and always ready to snipe men
Aight den, pass by haters like light wind
Get it in blood like mosquitoes on light skin
Aight den, I run with a clique of hype
or where I silently kill em like radon
Pay em no mind, I'm in a bind
I just been rapping so long now I'm wondering
How many times I can hear a guy claim that
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
bitch
But now my balls are dropping
Ya dog bought so many NFTs
I can start a miniseries
Now all I need
Is a Filipino child
To cut corners on editing fees
program
Oh I can see by your facial expression that you know exactly what that is
You seem to be an intelligent human being
So i suppose you will understand
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck
a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal, others
it be such summer as it
seems into the woods. There
is inwardness even in mosquito
hum. Trees have been so
many empty music halls,
heard from
a skydive
Starting up the game, do you hear when I snipe like
I'm working hard, it appears you want to glide by
Ha, nice try, near the bush but my eye's wide
whole jaw connect too
I select you, so motherfucker bow down
Niggas swear Tha Pound got so much style
So many styles
So many styles (style)
So many
apart of it
Regardless of the odds of how hard
It's been many times we was outnumbered and we still got with them
I got rhythm from some boogers
times do the seasons turn for babaloyn
burn this is my own concern to carry on
traditional listen yo
how many brothers tears have shed
by my people for
this track
Bit by bit it just takes time
Won't someone think of the sunk cost
I'm going to get this done
So I rub rub rub
And I give little buff
Should
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up hold up hold up
We gonna put it down for texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so
wills to be ill
I often instill many memories caused by the real
The world will be still when I own it by flossing the bills
Don't get lost in the light
cried to ya Mama, Ms. Debra
Tellin' her to tell you to come back
Couple years past, we moved in
I had 3, ain't want another so I'm like no
Now we
fills me
I will tear it down brick by brick if it kills me
It's been one too many times
One too many lies
I've seen it all through my eyes
I got some
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
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