Lyrics:
Man down, put that boy in a trunk
If I spot him, I turn him to runtz
Oh my God, what happened to
Big gun, I'm a ooter like Melo
Like she Caribbean,
comes to the father but by Him
He's the way ah ah
The truth and the life
No man comes to the father but by Him
Is like a seal that was made from
Larry Fitz
Rappers saying they gon' shoot that
Up and bury this
Tell his mama go identify him
By a pair of kicks
The cuban weigh a key, you see the rolex
treated me, like
He treated everyone else
Like they were the most important person in
The room i loved him like a brother
And I learned from him every
Day,
Jenny coulda been a beauty Queen
Blonde hair, 5'5" with some big blue eyes
Always has a coffee in her hand every time
She clocks in for her shift
to see him drop and weep
I used to sell crack to survive
Now I do it 'cause I like it
Get your bitch away from me, already came and now she's trifling
Me
slave the
Newspaper went on to have tremendous success
At each stage of his life Douglass was tested
By the powerful odds against him instead of
Giving
and tiny
He make mi eye squeeze up like Chiney
Him say him want threesome, say me fi join him
Gunman alone can tie me (yeah)
Come, stop trace pon di
I never wanted to become someone like him so secure
Content to live each day just like the last
I was sure I knew that
This was not for me
And I
value him it's most upfront in
Songs like 2013's "Lil Nigga Snupe
" a chilling track inspired by
The murder of the
18-year-old Louisiana rapper
Lil Snupe,
friend by the name of Marlin hide him in meh room he was a runaway Phillip Marcellin was a friend who turned enemy he tried to date meh cousin so meh
Christian
Don't gotta ask I'm lifted
Only pray to god I fear him
Surfing online cop Phillip Lim
Baby you're mine don't worry bout him
Sometimes I get lost in
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
I'ma poster child for the hustle
You a poser child for them bustas
Game up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to stay down like the pavement
Live by
like yours is hard to find
Jenny she's blowing my mind
A love like yours is hard to find
Carolina left me and gone
Went to number one and now she
like yours is hard to find
Jenny she's blowing my mind
A love like yours is hard to find
Carolina left me and gone
Went to number one and now she
and niggas know im bouta blow like motherfucking trumpet
bitches they likin how Phillip do that
said im bouta blow nigga know i already knew that
still my
tatto like dirt
Mi nuh wear shirt, gaza ink inna concert
Phillip haffi work, till mi mark up like a
School book, a di new look
Gal a sah di flava
like that
I heard they popped blood in his ass, you know he ain't fire back
They took a chain off the boy neck, don't let him deny that
Ayy, y'all
dirt
Mi nuh wear shirt, gaza ink inna concert
Phillip haffi work, till mi mark
Up like a school book, a di new look
Gyal a sah di flava shook
Police
– Like a tesla in Dundumwezi you can't Function/
Shinigami Rapper watashi wa Ichigo, tongues a sword – sono namae wa zanpakuto/
Game iza balansa first
bosh
Hopped on by Phillips
Now leading the charge, he's got Kane to his right
Sterling to his left
He draws a foul from Kovačić
Let's have it
prima donna ways
If you want to pass the audition
And times is tough these days
Remember when Mr. Barnum
Presented Jenny Lind
They named a candy after
front street but love the Backstreet
So much I got covered in cranberry
Didn't last long so I fell in for Sanje
Tried take him to my spot like acne
HM
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