Lyrics:
matter
Is it me
Or that ass got fatter
I’m so G she ain’t got to check my status
M.O.B nigga better check your balance
I’m that nigga now I had to up my
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
around cake no impressing me
Ion sip lean cuz I use to use pour up all day so now I drink Hennessy
The weed n the liqs is a remedy
Get rid of the shit
to the muthafuckin flintstone thugs
Just drink your brew and smoke that bud
Three off muthafucka's from around the way
If you not from Flint than you get no play
I go
oh, yes there will (oh, yes there will, yeah baby)
This old arm of mine won't have to throw no more rocks
'Cause I'll have my cookie here with me all
hey, hey
I'm giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, I saw your band
Jumping around on stage like a bunch
the person
To be some process in your progress or be the prevention
I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to
I get money, I ain't
around
Voices in my head
It's getting crowded
And they talking loud
I'm in the building
With no invitation
Haters lock me out
I got tired
Of knocking
disgusting slob, you better take the trash out)uh uh uh, make you
Want to throw up
Look at all this garbage that I keep generatin' (come on)
I sit around
pound n distribute shit by the ounces
Bitches loungin round the house it's gettin crowded wow
My boo be countin mountains of money for my accountant now
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
open arms
With open arms
Oh, no judgement
You took me in with open arms
With open arms
We throw up 4's around this bitch, the thumb been amputated
the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around
against the wall with kids
She don’t live with her back against the wall
Put that on my first murder
That’s all I got to say
Knock your arms out of place
My nigga if you ain't coppin' you ain't got no business around the fucking spot
Fuck you hangin 'round the trap for?
Up out my dope house
By myself
All alone
Burn my pictures in the fireplace
These nights are so cold
Dreaming 'bout my arms around your waist
And I don't grow old
Keep my
start hatin' only if you make me
You not gon' come?
I guess I'm 'bout to just, kick it here then
Just throw up while I hold your hair back
Her
brother
Watching his brothers cry
Everytime I visit your grave
Can't help but shed a tear
Pieces of you still here let me know
You still live
Auntie pray
since I'm not sure where your head's been at lately, would you mind doing me a
Favor by circling yes, if you're down to start fresh and go on a date with
fucked me up, the hater side was the most crowded
I don't claim clicka, but I do be around it
And when I leave the house, I don't never leave without it
I
Yo, bro come over to my house tonight
Bro why?
Bro, me and grandma, we're throwing a party
Your.. your grandma? Are you kidding me?
That's idiotic
dealing with?"
"You said it itch", "yes, the cuts so deep, you gotta end it"
"Man its beating me", that's no way to have relationships by any means
Yeah, by
And bring a better day
Ill still love you
More than what I hope to be
Let me wrap my arms around you
Let me take your breath away
And every time I ask
You
Police siren
Camera; click click click click
Wow, young silk
Boy out done yourself to this time!
Why you back on slim?
Spread your arm wide
And pin
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