Lyrics:
Time passing by, I try to ease my mind at night so I dilate my eyes
Now I'm geekin in the streets
I be thinking deep, I just made six songs at 3 AM
[x8]
[verse two]
So shut up motherfuckers as I laid the ink
When I'm in Detroit,niggers fight in mink
When I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild
monsoon
Goons loom like creatures from lagoons
Stick ups for fast bucks
Knife tucks rips guts
Everyone's down on luck
Shots ring your life scene's cut
trust a hoe? (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X)
Cuz a hoe's a trick
We don't love them tricks (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X)
Cuz a trick's a bitch
And my dick's
Winter coming soon you can see it in the dang leaves
Who ya framing?
I ain't did a damn thing
I got the brush up in my hand, this dimension be my painting
it
I'm back with a vengeance
Fix up look sharp for the entrance
If I ain't on seven by three five I'm out
I ain't fucking with a pension
I just
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3
that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one
'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun
Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun
So raise
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
pow pow Now we making love with no interruptions Took a couple drugs to switch dimensions Sometimes you fall in love deeper than the trenches Will it be
and smoke with me
Got the shootah near us call up baby 3
Got the bitches near us tryna fuck by 3
“Ohh wait”
Imma shoot on my shot if u looking good
Wanna
up, up, up and that's the one direction
I can be the surf and you can be the master
If your 3 hearts can move a little faster
Our love is natural
circles within a corn field
Our eyes are trained to see three dimensions open your mind up
Tick tock on the clock I think the times up
I'm showing love
when you rollin' with me?
The forty on my lap when you rollin' with me
It's shooters in the back when we roamin' these streets
At least three straps
the matter with a good dude havin' a buck
With that on my mind, I'm on the grind, it pays
We break it down in these three ways, yo
These days, I travel
and bust niggas into different dimensions
I had thoughts, had thoughs of electricity
Murdered by millions of volts
I got a forty cal cold
I'm all about
cool, but you played yourself
Give him the MAC and make him spray hisself, hey
Fallin' legends clutchin' chrome three-five-seven
Puttin' two bullets
cool, but you played yourself
Give him the MAC and make him spray hisself, hey
Fallin' legends clutchin' chrome three-five-seven
Puttin' two bullets
Verse 1:
I wake up everyday with success on my mind
Mothafuckas hatin on me every time I ride by
Mothafuckas hatin on me cause they know I’m that
buck
2nd and 3rd hope I'll sit converting
Myself back to before you came a serpent
Outta my mind old pictures yeah they burnin'
Of you can't take it no
think That I might fall in love
I’m shooting she passing the gloves
Rolling 3 grams on her tips with the dutch
And we know that it’s never enough
Gotta
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
the feng shui
Kid Cudi by design
I do this shit all day
Ballin' from the three line
Make my momma proud of me 'cause I secure the bag
Wake up feelin'
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