Lyrics:
on TV"
One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime
your head every day of the week
You sent me a voicemail, I had that on repeat
You said that we done, but we never started
I didn't do music, so look what
transporter up out my radius
Got my transporter, whip Mercedes-Benz
I could never give up on what we had
Abracadabra, make my side bitch better
Chanel
the flesh, but the soul never decay
They think I had easy, it was never the case
Hot tea, cold pap, what a beautiful taste
Proceed, grow up, we decide our own
Steady on the grind
Workin' like I'm never finished I ain't master p, but workin' like it's new no limit, Smokin' trees, to me is healthy just like
As, like nde titani?
None of their brains could comprehend what I had just told them; it was as if the story Had been narrated in Italian
They all knew
Ay, nigga pass me the blunt
(Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit)
Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just ciph you know what I'm sayin'?
Ciph,
just came from wanting to be loved by everyone...and a lot of my creative focus was driven by that, especially about this mystery girl that I speak of in
served by the nigga, the nerve at the throat
You think you bad but bitch you never had
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Fred Sanford had
to his mistress and stroking her hair.
I saw it for myself. "I can't believe it!" I cried.
Madame Maria said, "Well, I had a notion.
So before you came
to his mistress and stroking her hair.
I saw it for myself. "I can't believe it!" I cried.
Madame Maria said, "Well, I had a notion.
So before you came
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
single moment
It's great I planned it building like the Roman's
Piece by piece setting up a blueprint
Piece by piece so I know what to do with
My empire
for jail?
Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop (drop)
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop pop
Better look
Cause I was blinded by what they started
Now that's the basic
Success defined by pacing
If this was a race you'd be the hare
And I'd be chasing
But life's
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
Shooters when you walk in, we got the heat by the door (Yeah)
You see what we on
He got a key on the stove
Send you a p to your home, a reef on your
that's what's wrong
Now I'm on like the most requested song
Since a teen, I was doin' my thing, magazine
On the 1300 block, we had a machine
I had
You're a bronc' bustin' man by the looks of your clothes."
"You guessed me right, and a good one," I claim,
"Do you happen to have ay bad ones
very clear what she wasn't gonna do
Needless to say she came n did it all
I took it at the time but I knew it wasn't cool
It was the first time we
very clear what she wasn't gonna do
Needless to say she came n did it all
I took it at the time but I knew it wasn't cool
It was the first time we
like I got p**** on my wrist
Yea Yea Yea
Water Mami Wata it's a drip
Yea Yea Yea
Niggas they don't like me I don’t mind
Yea Yea Yea
Cause I never gotta
know I really gotta make this happen
What you know about fight or flight
Got extra charges like I came with baggage
Baby mum wants another one
Swear
You'll enjoy the music makes you feel less lonely
We lost lives, we lost role models
Black matters, R.I.P George Floyd
What can scatter to fill the void
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