Lyrics:
that will put you inna damn box nigga
If you don't grind with me, why you putting put ya hand in my stash spot
It's a couple rules that I stand by nigga,
That's all I need to get me outta this bind
The harder I look, the less I find
But I gotta keep tryin'
I know we've all really gotta keep tryin'
I know
Keep on tryin' (Keep on tryin')
Just keep right on tryin' (Keep on tryin')
12: 29, '99, I made my mark
God gave me a script and I
Managed to play my
Shit done got real like a surgery
I be high in the sky where the birds be
Brand new clip hold 30
Dirty my cup with detergent
Wanna fuck then girl
pissin' Dom all week, I'm a don
Sean Don, yeah, yeah, spot him just don
Sippin' 99 fried rice with some prawns
Twenty on your head, you be gone by
They be calling me Gump
Future as bright as the sun
Just like Steve Austin I stun
On a roll like a bun
Never been toting a gun
I am just here to have fun
still got a check
Money on the wood, good, BET
Pussy on my wood, good, WET
She bring me that CAT cause she know I'm a VET
She call me a PIT I be locked
brother
Could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow
Even though I'm bout to roll with
ain't talkin' bout them niggas from Boston
Bars be Stone Cold Steve Austin
Chasin' this paper I'm knowin' it's costin
Way before the racks I knew how
I can't take one more sip
Of that ninety proof
I can't take one more minute
of what you're putting me through
I try and I try
To be what you want me
started by jealous people
Look at all these rumors, started by jealous people
[Steve Austin]
So Shadow, I understand you're having similar problems
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
at your Instagram and I'll be creepin' a lil'
I'll be tryin' not to double tap, from way back
'Cause I know that's where the trouble's at
Let me remind
tell me lies don't be lyin' lyin'
Hard for me to trust but I be tryin' tryin'
Late nights in my thoughts I be cryin' cryin'
Not a day goes by where I
bossin'
Turn her last name to Johnson
3-16, Stone Cold, no Austin
Love her for an hour
Like that Austin with no power
Six foot something
Gotta climb me like
And a Cuban with a diamond cut chips
And a whole lotta chicks in this world gonna strip with me
Get your money right nigga
I'm tryin to be worth 6 Million
This is where the young folks are born
And the old people die
We're just tryin to get by
Tell em meet me at the crossroads
If your the good
a tailor makin' alterations
Altercations in our Austin neighborhood was all for paper
Groupthink, swear that it was all contagious how we all complacent
I
A real slut and let the ho get on and make her money
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's
Sip on that liquid courage so it make me not a coward
Oh with that shit in my blood I feel like I got powers
Wanna take you cross the globe Austin
flyer than Kid Icarus
Just because you know me, you don't know me
I've been tryin'a do it big since '03
And I got a little big, keep it low key
Tryin
So fucked up
So fucked up
So fucked up
So fucked up
So fucked up
So fucked up
Fucked up cause they hurt me
So clean but I'm dirty
Prolly dead by I'm
a faithful nigga break necks
I'm tryin' take steps so I can be the greatest
Hip hop Don shit, I'm tryin' keep it alive like incubators
See I'm waitin' so
to Texas
It's just the kind of placed where I should be
Yea there's a lot of room
Beneath that southern moon
Texas your a good ol' state by me
Uah
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