Lyrics:
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
you don't roll a spliff, I'ma roll a strip
Fuck tomorrow, I live day by day
I gotta smoke a spliff, so I'm gon' be late
Niggas more pussy than Andrew
likely, you ain't got to like me
And this might be the last time I take you nicely
For my legion, fill up the season and start squeezin'
Niggas talkin'
that's why I feel Pac
How we let 'em kill Nipsey, though? I'm still shocked
That nigga showed me so much love I couldn't hold the tears
Inspired by
Philly where you make it out
But it's never safe in
Play this whenever you wanna play this
Call me George Bush cause I'm blowin'
Up when I'm with my clique
is a film and Gab's the lead (my first lady)
She's so precious to me
That's the air that I breathe (time to go)
Time to fuel up the jet (where we
will be saved in time
Trust Mother Nature
With You
The world is so beautiful
While I watch you
Making you happy
Makes me happy
I wanna see that smile
that bitch yellow)
I be flying out to Cali just
To duck and dodge raindrops
Fuck with me, you need your thang cocked
Nigga know my old studio where I
where the goose, and where the pills is, call me dave houster cause that?s where I wanna be, she suckin, and fuckin, cause she freaky as she wanna
Be, 10
her wanna eat the candy store
1 2 3 4
Let's go hit the strip, baby, then go home and strip, baby
Foxx and Lil Wayne on this blaze shit, baby
Girl, just
the time be flying by
The same way the birds be flyin'
Yeah, yeah
I get the loud pack for the less
She wanna bounce back from her ex
I'm tryna shut it
(chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Hi, my name is (what?)
My name is (who?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Stop the tape, this kid needs to be locked away (get
I yearn to be famous, this game I wanna win
I'd like to be at a talk show sitting next to Lin
Write songs about Merkel, my latest crush
All my
I love money she know that
I was broke before but can't go back
Mmm where my pole at
I put my all in this life baby cuz this where my heart & soul
Made By Money Sign
It's Mr. KSO, I'm all about the make dough
If you ain't bout the strips, it's cause you ain't touch a bankroll
Uh, give KO's these
I've been dreaming 'bout the strip club
24hr strip club
Where the kitchen don't close
And they always got ones
I'mma need the baddest
Like
16th Chamber, temple number five
Somebody said it's on
If it is then I'll be set
To blow a nigga up
With my Five Fingers of Death
I bring it
(Jonez)
Yea
We really in the city with it man (Chainz)
Trinibad ting (Forreal)
Money Ave
This is ave shit nigga
Bare head get buss
M.A
I’ll take that
I be feelin like I'm into deep
Been through heavy rains so I gotta let my roof leak
I've had those moments where I had Felt too weak
Mentally
I'm overseeing anything within my circumference
This ain't a press junket, I ain't seekin' responses
I stand where the people got the heat in they
(Now I gotta deal with this shit)
Ayy, yo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind (yo, yo, old shitty-dick ass niggas)
Thinking dog can't pull
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all
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