Lyrics:
smoke weed by the pound, now how does that sound, why you niggas all in my zone
Its the, coldest one around holdin down the town
I be, reppin MythMuzik
on me
It's like every other week a different soul watchin
See where I'm from you hear them dawgs barkin
I was blinded by them streets they took a toll
charm
I still love you I would never try to do you harm
I'd come get you if you weren't so goddamn far
Don't wanna take you by surprise
I still get lost
me
Guess she upset, cause she know I gotta wifey
Million dollar niggas still
Pushin Dodge Magnums it holds 10 bodies
Dependin on how ya stack em
Young
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
whips
And I still got that Kriss Vec stuck in my dip
Uh
Uh
We all stayed down now we having like shit
These niggas be soft could get robbed by my bitch
Swallow ‘em down
Takin’ it slow
You know this could be
A really long road
Prescription pills
And therapy talks
Everything stills
My life is
watchin' time fly
I done did so much in streets, it made my mom cry
TJ Geno KD love y'all y'all still with me
Sometimes I try to talk to God, but he don't
On the real, it's going down
Fucking with us, you'll be laying it down
[Trae]
I'm finna to make you feel my wrath
Fucking guerilla niggaz, living
a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
throw up the Roc
Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some ***
Picture that like Meagan Good and Jamie Foxx
Hype said it's a wrap, she still
said it's a wrap, she still on the set
Puttin' oil on her legs like she Gloria Velez
She was Eye Candy in the XXL
Hopped off the page and on a skateboard
Lookin' for a prostitute
Boo boo you got that loot
I'm watchin' you you watchin' me
It's all to the gravy 'cause it's v I p
And everything in here
that's just impossible
For the weak to last now behold the unstoppable
Third eye watchin you, watchin me
Throwin rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
(My phone go chirp)
(My phone go chirp) yeah, yeah, what's up?
(My phone go chirp)
(My phone go chirp) um, I'm still, I'm still recording
(My
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
of time)
please stay by my side
.:VeRsE 2:.
hey dogg i miss u & i cant lie,
thank you 4 watchin my back & stayin always by my side,
ill miss those storys u
and feelin' like there's not anywhere I belong to
You know, that's up
After years of protection
The damage is still lastin'
Hurt by rejection, hurt by
we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands
Rudolph still not around his peers
He's lost watchin' the time go by
He's got the soul of a lion inside
Solo looks like he'll still take flight
Still
I want you to smile
When you think of our summer nights
And baby don't cry
In the end we'll be alright
They watchin' us fight
Think that we crashin'
All this work in the glove compartment
All this trappin like its public housin
Shit paid for in full my nigga get from round him
They watchin my
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