Lyrics:
that church, I um, been to it,"
Y'all, I went,
After me and her met,
Me and my younger brother, we went
The the sunday, after me and her dated.
Just so I
can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packing somethin that we have and um
Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum security cell
eyes will realize
That we need some more love in this world
And not silence a brother's story because of jealousy or a payment
Look what those actions
believe in me label,
Ruthless, and we steady be puttin' it down
Just for the love of money yeah,
For the love of the wasteland Claire,
For the love that
That's facts that's facts tho Yah
We've just been sitting here all day all night Yah
Say something? Yah
I got the weed I got the weed
Bro I don't
exactly how you look with colors without being covered
By the primary me and my brothers
Roll up the pain cause we steadily suffer
Wonder if people do think
it, but they point way more than that
And you should know blame's pointless
When we're laying on our back with through-holes
Spinning though the vast
find a way to go
Nick called me up, say he on the radio (I'm on the radio!)
By the W yeah we get the LA dough
We fill up the spot, that's that LA show
can't call on me)
Taking Percocets for pain 'cause I got scars on me
Driving Rolls Royce, now I got stars on me (got stars on me) (Cutta we rich)
I
scream into the sky
My name is Shonen J
This is the flyer way
Now I'm on a roll
I take from the start up to the goal
I Get that work and roll that weed
on the way
Came a long way from the haikus
Goddammit, why you in the way? I don't like you
Sorry, let me rephrase that
NAH I FUCKING HATE YOU!
Just kidding, I
The mic was passed and that's when I found out
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from
a blackjack
We giving out free drinks casino
Shawty tryna go everywhere that we go
Now that I’m popping they fuck with a gringo
Dotting up numbers like we
your trip?"
They didn't speak
I said, "I want to plead my case"
But my father just shoved me in the car by my face
That was a hard ride home, I don't
the way I get the dough
About the actions, distraction I go and leave alone, I’m never lacking I’m stacking till all my people on
Hook
We working working,
realized it was that time
My written reminisce going through some bad times
Just to get more my figures looking like a stat line
Never hating, always do my
jaw)
The chopper can hit all of y'all (straight up)
Your brother, your goldfish and dog (all)
Most of my niggas just rob (wow)
They cut off and hand
live for the summer time
Bad bitches and money to spend
Told my brothers we gon' be fine
All of my people gon' ride to the end
That money calling me
for spoilers
We goin' way back, almost twelve years ago
So without any further ado, here we go
In the very first spot
We got the homie Tony Stark
royalty, they can't take that from us
No matter what, runs through our blood
We have the power, we just like to trust (Trust)
Just have your faith
to NASA
200 Miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid
We the ones that kept it cool
With all these niggas
Yeah my nigga you heard me you gotta go get that guap
Ya dig
Na so e suppose be my guy you understand we coming with the wave nigga
Cheque
(Spyda
instrumentals as if they was my escape
Waiting on my execution, this right here the prison break
Give us time we find a way
Shawshank, made it to the rain
My eyes
in peace to the fallen soldiers
All that we got
As the world turns
As the world keeps turnin' round and round
(And my niggaz roll and ride)
It's gon'
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