Lyrics:
I got these secrets inside of my mind
If you wanna know em well go get in line
You're not the first one to ask me what lies inside something that I
attire
We have no time to wallow in the mire
If you're on a foreign path, then let me do the lead
Join in the essence of the cool-out breed
Then cool
a few dime pieces
The L-Y-T-E, I cram to understand and
The R-A-H D and me E-D
Hey Mr. DJ, give a jigga-jigga back spin
If you do like this, then
turn b's when you get a lil buzz
What's up Aye
I got them bands cause I said it
I guess you can say manifested
Niggas be bugs it be pessing me and it be
of the ceiling it’s a suicide
Twenty four hours in a day why you hating on me
They don’t know about the l’s only know what they see
Only the bro’s that are close
every week, every day
So stand my own, great men in my corner
What you gonna do when your plan gets torn up?
That's why I'm winging this shit
Kinda like
with you
Baby can I smoke with you
Baby and your friends too
So baby what'd you want to do
Can I smoke with you, baby
So tell me what'd you
Ay, what up Mami it's your boy Weezy, yeah
You need to ride with me on this one
I'm so great my homies think i'm artistic
Hah
Now in the drop you
They way to sharp
Guess again, you know your so-called homie
Your best friend
What I do, believe me you wouldn't wanna know
For what I did I
deny
It ain't my place to judge ya
But you got ten straight down the line
Girl your body's on fire
Got my temperature running high
You should just let me
the homies
That's RIP you feel me
What y'all niggas know run down
The line like this
Before I get the watch, I get the big Glock
Before I step foot in the V
I
about me
You better know that I was born ready
You better know that I was born ready
I'm the man named by the city
Every line so legendary
Put you in
I'm in a two seater, in the carpool
Gold runners on, and they are new
And gettin' money, what we up to
You ain't with us, then it's fuck you
Play
to all"
So now I guess that means me too
How's it spin
What's it do
This wheel's for sharing deep trade secrets
Now it's appeared to land on you
Is that it?
I'm in my zone can't do section 8
She a bad redbone with all that cake
Whenever your alone send a call my way
You know what you do to me
Truthfully
This
neither do I
Who the fuck is Lickity Schlick
Let me give you the cliffs notes real quick
He always been a misfit
A bit of a bad fit
A hungry scrappy kinda
it look like you winning you really loosing
I dont give a fuck what they say
Ship it out straight from the bay
Party hard till she cant feel her face
it look like you winning you really loosing
I dont give a fuck what they say
Ship it out straight from the bay
Party hard till she cant feel her face
Tell me, please, what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we can bleed for a whole week straight
Every month,
these haters get to me
Say you do it better than me
Show me why you telling me
Man Bron said it best
Hate has no age limit
Damn what a hater say
Life’s
or sometimes it is called brew
(A group a) a group of human beings is a crew
You know what I'm gonna do? Explain Criminal Minded
Cause much too many people
standing at buffet lines
I got so much weighing on my shoulders I don't ever think I'll have a straight spine
So tell me bro,
What you know about family
at all when you be checking on phone
Like you can't trust me
Always listening to them hoes you brought along
You should know by now that I would never do
the fucking one
Straight up confusing you you was use to the usual
Come in a different squares with them colors a rubiks cubicle
What you hearing is beautiful
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