Lyrics:
2018 well
My 2020 finished
Stressed out so intense
Didn't even reach my best yet
Didn't even use my bench yet
Didn't even make some friends yet
. tony the blacker baron
My bitches in g-strings covered by donna caren
Mr. tony never leave ya: bye bye!
Versace suits with the fuckin' collar - butterfly
disgust and horror she looked at me
And laughed, "Now do you think me
Pretty? What do you think now
Man?" I pulled the hatpin out and held my
Handkerchief
I wanna be good, I wanna be great
Hear all of my words in all 50 states
No time for opinions no time to debate
Like Mr. White Rabbit you're already
got gold on my crown, ay
I don't get paid by an office
I live and stay up in town
Just another day when I clock in
It's the same damn day where I'm
up hanging round by them alleys
Street cats creeping like Mr O'Malley
And the polices mission is to make you unhappy
Shoot em down we finna light em up
but you can't read me
Wonder where I went like I'm Stevie
Or try to figure out my next moves
Limo tint up on the best coupes
Gotta stay low key you
Bradley Martyn
By day I'm gettin' bigger, soon I'm sellin' out the garden
"Beg your pardon?"
Yes I meant it, locked in, pen is gettin' sharper
Got they
Bradley Martyn
By day I'm gettin' bigger, soon I'm sellin' out the garden
"Beg your pardon?"
Yes I meant it, locked in, pen is gettin' sharper
Got they
A whole new perspective I found on my own
A whole other side of you you've never shown
But still got me
Still on my own
Stay by my side
Leave me
Came out the freezer I'm hot as a heater
I'm walking with racks on me like I'm Serena
She just a eater I fuck and don't keep her
I eat by myself When
TO THE BANK!!!
And watch, the baddest niggas even gonna shrink,
Keep them bitches out my damned face like my breath stank,
Starin' at niggas like wet paint,
You
and stupid
It's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles
Some of us
I don't read, yeah, I just guess
As the world turns
Don't bother me with your messs
I'm trying to do my best
Get my head up out the stress
Texas
Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus
But you know, i gives a fuck about what nigga say
I handle mine, by handlin shit my own way
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
When I got my fuckin' eye on it
And I'm shootin' to blow the back and the spine out
It's all real, I would hate for you to find out
Who the fuck makes
out of my reach
The Bosman got that cartel speech
Proceeds from coca leaf the dope man’s been re-released (Dope man dope man)
No equal present no one
put me for some voodoo shit?
Statutory my love for you na mandatory
Stay holy smoke kpoli we stay high enjoy the glory
In my story
The flexibilities
gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, that's my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs here's one
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
causes the making future criminal was in these stores
The devil had a grip but it slipped he tried to lure me down
Had to slide to left shake my shake
Hoodrich Pablo, money follow me where I go
Smoking on Gelato riding 'round swerving potholes
I got different hoes, area codes, that stay in different time
Yo, hah yo, rah, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by
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