Lyrics:
thing on lock (On lock) and nobody else got the key (Got the key)
And you know that I bring the heat (The heat), so beware of that 3rd degree (3rd degree
internally 3rd degree
like open heart surgery
artery’s shredded cause you
Filled with hot lead
that’s why you gonna die any scene any setting
ain’t a movie
and the "rappers" are in quotes
If I had me a degree, this a 3rd degree at most
I specialize in burnin all these beats into a roast
I'm the mastermind of mine, ain't
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
So I'm sittin right here now man
It's June 3rd haha, 2:08 AM
Nigga I won't say win, lose or draw
Man we congratulate you already homie
fold it (uh-huh) check my resume
I'm like H&R Block when I rock
Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn
When I earn airtime like
gotta get it gotta put in work to find a way
Yea, imma switch it up for the 3rd verse
Hollup
Now this for the ones in class taking notes on lectures
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words
I get my serve swerved, may leave 'em 1st 3rd
Stop lyin' lie for what
Steer a whip, drive it up, steer
fought shine light on the skeptics
We see fakeness
Our intension is sacred
3rd eye wide exemplifying greatness whats up
Capitalism is so real
The same
Scott's vomit
Pawn shop, final 33 in the 3rd deep
Pristine dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Side one track one, deadlock
Stalemate jailbreak wait to gain
Build
rest in peace/Please?! Yall gatta forgive me for all my past years/all my doubts and my struggles wit all my past fears/felt like a prisoner on his 3rd
now
See you rollin so clean
Double pipe when you SKRRT out
Hold up bae lemme slow down
I be up late night in the coldest streets
3rd Ward Houston where
Or I promise ain't much you can do for me
Now imagine you breaking news to me
We so broken man that ain't news to me
Under fire and it burn 3rd degree
to there
And Here
At the same time
Shit I laugh at that
Cause my
Clone Gang
Gang
Dopple Gang
In fact
Time my man's
We chill every month
On the 3rd
We got
the Illuminati stripped us of Bohemian growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American Chapter, "the skull and bones"
The matrix sign of the sacred
It's the KMD ? g fills
Which builds up the fence for the fibs you're sprayin'
My ace is in the hole
So what you playing
"KMD and 3rd bass is just
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins'
like surgery
I’m really hot like 3rd degree fuck niggas that ain’t heard of me
Charging for the features now you whack you get a double fee
Penthouse
n**** ain no fuckin plug
He sent you up the street
Glock switches we tote federal heats
They burn to 3rd degree
Got bitches I fuck on the campus
Awakening wonder
(Repeat Chorus after second verse, then go down to 3rd verse)
(Repeat Chorus after third verse)
Once I met a man who knew where he was
infection, get the cash to treat it
My banker said that he's proud of me (Proud of me)
My hits are hot like the 3rd degree (3rd degree)
Chase the money like
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
I'm from the 3rd coast
You better make like Patrick Swazey bitch and turn ghost
Cause all my boys is hittas get em where it hurt most
Then back
To seemingly give up everything you have
Is this what it is to give up a dream
I love you and gave you my everything
From 3rd grade street games
To real pads
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