Lyrics:
You can see tha pain in my eyes
Only if you knew what goes through my mind
They gone sleep on me till I get signed
Shout-out the ones who stuck by my
see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you fly, stand by, I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay
might as well
Do it by myself
I don't need no help
Finna top tha charts
Set myself apart
All these niggas narcs
Boppin' what I start
Can't be what your
Don't try ta jam one tha oneway dawg
Look 'cause you ain't gettin' away without no gunplay fall
You gone be in a hospital a.k.a. we never closed
In
to know
But nigga fuck what you goin' through this 2-0
And by that time I'm 17 if I ain't in that pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin' again
Its Lil' Wayne (Lil' Wayne) on the wall brain spilla
Grave filla
Who me untamed gorilla
I be thugged out
Dead bodies drugged out
Throw
helpin' you and ya mans (HELP)
Doin' what I can, we gon' lay out on tha plan yuh (Plan plan)
Do what I can, it's all been apart tha plan (Let's go)
Imma
to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by
nigga
Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga
All my bitches good nigga
Look
I got a lucrative business opportunity here for you
If you sell these bricks across
Shop with me I don't be taxing
Keep it real, no catfishing
Keep tha baddest lil vixen
Money on my mind chasing a check that's tha MOOD
Come between
like Rule?
Sidearm, barrel ta mouth ta blow ya head out through tha south,
An' let 'Lil J get ta airin' ya out.
An' if there's any change left I toss ya
[Mr. Pookie]
Comin up tha muthafuckin block, its tha Undertaker
Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't move a muscle I won't hesitate ta
Jus let you
You need a nigga that'll put you in your place
Put that dick on ya at anytime of tha day
A nigga that'll give ya a lil' somethin' if it's right
baddest
but tha squarest is tha one who ain't darest and grab this
tha mother is other, than a great big follower
snatchin', catchin, cookies by rookies
Of lil Nigga
Prolly Be tricking
But never been Right bout A nigga
Cuz I Live the life Of a nigga
Married to money I spend it
Ta my double My figure
servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes
[Curious Lil' Jay]
Boom, Boom, What cha'll talkin bout
Yea these girl hott without a dought
I'm Mr. Mischief with a trick up my sleeve
Whats wrong
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha mornin' by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh
Crows, chauffeur driven around
Skankiness if they had never known
The man they call "Mr. Brown"
I can tell you where he's from now
From Mandeville
popped out
I seen it all
Niggaz stretched out by tha corner store
Life no more
Dont think small im getting focused
In tha crib writin rhymes while im
backends
No signature when tha package land
Ask me how I had to take me a chance
No big homie I had to finesse me advances
I gotta lil hoo outta kanas
She
to Slygoville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by
(Been implied)
Hit you once leave you cockeyed (Cockeye)
Win tha race that's by landslide (Run it)
From tha South Chicken Popeye (POP POP)
Way out in tha
'm gon' holla that (I'm gon holla that)
Lil' brotha Lucci and Mr pookie
They got my back (Look they got my back)
Ooh Wee you betta learn who you fuckin' wit
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