Lyrics:
Huddle them all up and put'em in line,
I'll knock them all down by the quarter to 9,
I don't even own a watch but on my hands I got time,
Panties down
Struggling with my fears get em cleared
Before I'm moving out
I light up all my inspiration one tuff than I'll blow it out
That dutch kush hits different when
ALOT
NEED MY PROFIT TO RETURN ON DA SPOT
N I AINT WORRIED BY NO FRAUD
HE JUST A HATER HE NOT MY OPP
FIRE CRACKER ???
THROW A GRENADE BETTER TURN UP
PROLLY
think I’m handsome
Love em a nigga from the bottom
Bitches know We the next ones up
See that we lit now they wanna get next to us
Spin the block in
For longevity
Mud on my shoes cause I can’t choose where iv been placed by God
Mud on my shoes cAuse I can’t choose where iv been placed by God
SWITCHED UP WE NOT DA SAME
N ALL 10 TOES I STAND UP AND DEAL WIT THE PAIN
Hitman
Fuck livin by da book, mind of a crook/ Day one Maniac/ N da kitchen
Don't stop the beat
Keep up with the pressure
Don't stop the beat
Keep up with the pressure
Don't stop the beat
Keep up with the pressure
Never
Yeah KG
I got Migo with me
He dead off the xan he aint even gon’ remember this shit tomorrow
Let’s get it
I been acting like I’m next up
They think
even mean that in a romantic way
I'm talking plutonic don't have a best friend I would call and say
Hey man I appreciate you everyday
Sticking by me
tell that I was high by the way that I stood
Came from the dirt bitch I came from the mud
Came from the bottom but I done went up
Came from the worse
forward in life
Before time passes me by
Wasteland
This place has claws
No matter what you do
You end up back in this
Wasteland
This place has claws
No
showin
This whole time
Every word you said was jeopardized
By the actions and passions that made up every lie
Used to be looking back now I'm walkin past
Live a little
Why you all in your feelings?
You know you can talk to me, baby
Pull up come walk with me baby
You always act hard but you soft for me
having a good day how about you
Didn't come here to play I didn't come to lose
Turn up times by two by two
That's double my deuce no trouble I'm cool
Ima
Stick on me in da club
Fake id in da club
I was broke so I became a plug
Im that mother fucker
Bitch you know whats up
Im mr grown hoe
So that bitch
I been fucking bout it bout it I ain't never letting up
I been stuck and doubted doubted I ain't fuckin wit no one
I ain't even started started still
where I'm at and
I don't wanna screw it up by acting whack
By acting whack turn me on like a mac
With that cake on your back ice freeze you like a lag
making mistakes they come
You’ll come and go where did you go
I never seem to wanna
Fuck this up
By seeing other man
Your pushing my limits
Gently
Giannis, I'll do whatever for them bucks
In and out, bout my business just like a tux
Packing bags by the load like a garbage truck
If its up, then its
Can’t walk the line
But I’m staying on track
Got my girl by my side
My friends have my back
It’s been a fucked up year
I knew you’d still be here
Love is
Feel like a boss, y'all know I'm up
I'm lit, too turnt
Pour it up in my cup
Didn't think I'd be here
But the dreams got me
Testing all of my luck
Locked in
Locked in
Machine groove
Hegemonic indoctrination
Work for bread, not the one who makes it
All the crumbs trickle up to the top
Work for bread
I’m confident I’m the sh*t no one does like this
Better double up on the price on the bag for the kid
I know why you hating double up on that I get it
I
see my sister she's there waiting,
I'd rather die before I fail again
I don't wanna come up to reality, ooh
I been hanging on by the skin of my
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