Lyrics:
Well, fed bellies don't talk when they feast
Got a humble soul, still troubled by my demons
Tryna maintain in my balance, can't always take the victories
kickstand
Check the score we passing licks
Im 6 for 6 that's with The Six
The lights are red, liqs hit my head
Flashy fit taking flicks
Finna hit raw balls
Good grades get me anything I want
Six years old and I rock a show
It aint easy to be Aidan just to let you know
It's crazy cause lil Aidan is
bag to pop out
By the way she looking at me
She want me to flood this place out
Not so fast
I proceed to take my time
With her fine wine
Me and Jay8
philippe on my wrist
448 going far
Two two three seven six two's on my hip
Trying to get connected might go take trip
Fours in a two only water I'm drenched
need them,
"Cuz they're not good friends"
For the next six hours I tried to explain to my Mom
That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more
enough
I make hits while y'all stay hating and take bricks
Had it locked 'til I came in the club, Take 6
Got your chick cause you swore she was innocent
don't care!
So his parents left him there
They didn't take him anywhere
Now as the night began to fall
A hungry lion paid a call
He looked Pierre
enough
I make hits while y'all stay hating and take bricks
Had it locked 'til I came in the club, Take 6
Snatched your chick 'cause you swore she was
and
Cold as the clay
"O beat the drum slowly and
Play the fife lowly
Play the Dead March as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley and
Lay the sod
tell you
Shit that I done seen please
Believe they gon' fail you
In your time of dire needs street
Dreams they gon' sell you
Take you to a place where
Gotta have a big, bad bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pound, smoke a motherfuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some
A thousand years go by
But love don't die
If I know one thing, that's true
Instead I'm never leaving you
And you don't say much, yeah, that's true
But I
to the crack and I make shit get wild
Run it by bust to start to punch, others front
Top drop Caesar, it's more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin grain in
Anybody can control a woman's body
See, the key is to control her mind
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
These are the ten love
the streets, get shot by police, I'm tellin' a dead man's story (ooh)
So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (fair, yeah)
We're doin'
Covered wagon medicine show
Take you to the place where the healing flows
Weak in spirit we got the juice
won't save your soul it'll shine your
nigga that's in jail
Threw a brick on me (Take it)
It was pressure, but I got it gone quick
Couple months later, gone through about six
(Six) flew it off
here we go
One I take you out
Two we getting down
Three I want your love
Four you know what's up
Five its in your eyes
Six your looking fine
here we go
One I take you out
Two we getting down
Three I want your love
Four you know what's up
Five its in your eyes
Six your looking fine
the head
It was great
Lovin' these bezel-set chains with no space
Eighty-six karats
You know how much diggin' in
The planet this could take?
Patent leather
the head
It was great
Lovin' these bezel-set chains with no space
Eighty-six karats
You know how much diggin' in
The planet this could take?
Patent leather
Love your family, take care your Granny
It's all love in the Boosie family
Love your family, take care your Granny
Boosie Blues Cafe
Pass them
Off-White Vlone 1's, foreigns parked on my lawn
Spent six hunnid eatin' lunch, got tired of Honey Buns
Smokin' by the ton, give a fuck about my lungs
She
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