Lyrics:
First things first
Ok
Yeah yeah
Everywhere that I go another alias
To the core Carolinian
Flows in all areas activity
Activated by me in every city
been on some killin shit
5…4…3…2…1 you know its time we runnin in this bitch
Verse Two:
I go hard when it comes to that paper
I go hard when it comes
withdrawals
I put on my yellow diamonds when I'm pissed off
I'm so rich that I can't even fuck a bitch raw, whoa
Do you know the feeling? (Do you?)
Being
Line by line, time after time
Mind's runnin' constant so it's hard to find
A stable thing that I won't make a mess
What can I say, it's just
ever comes to a sleeper but a dream
Tell that to martin luther king, I’m a trill young nigga but they sleeping on me
Why they sleeping on me
They be
a bitch
Tele-a-thon, telescope, televise, can tell I'm rich
Cause I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry that smell like fish, bitch
You rockin' Dada Dot, me I
almost threw up.
Told me kydo chill am i doing to much?
Familiar with my younger self baby i done grew up.
Call me by my government but when she call won't
november night,
When you left me
(love love loved me)
It tooked to you just to
Change your mind
If you loved me
Understand why I can't pick up,
When you call
when you come in
I be busy, I'm not in my comments
I be playin' with that fire like I'm John Wick
Don't be walkin' up on me
I'll be ballin' 'til
mad at the ones that call us out
But the fact is we need someone that'll be honest when we fly off the handle
I admit I throw a fit when I begin
hoes
They the only one that accepted us
White folks was prejudiced
So the foreign's all black
We done turned nothing into something
What you call that
name freddy kuger
Pullin up him and you know that ima shoot him with the ruger
Runnin that back, runnin that back
When I'm in the city I run the whole
when you see the bill collector,
Rippin' killin' niggas for that mad money thang
[Layzie Bone]
Niggas steady payin' them dues, runnin' with trues,
' around
Stayin' out way too late, I'm runnin' around
Runnin' around, runnin' around, runnin' around
You welcome me with open arms
Even in times when
'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I
'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I
a comet
Hear the hook stop motion
Call it Wallace wit no Gromit
I'm the 5% who show
Cuz you know that I ran road
6am hear the scream than I go
Only
clone
Back to put you backstabbers back on your spinal bone
You slipped your disc when I slid you my disc
You wanted to diss but jumped on my dick
at the bar and tryin' to be sober
no sir, so you come and kick it with my clique
ya nigga somewhere heated screamin' that's my bitch
I'm tatted up rich, them
Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's (can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus
from foe
And what do you know
By the time morning comes I can see the light
And then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all right
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't, workin'
Can't you see I'm on the phone
Bitch gon', don't be comin' over here with shit when I'm (workin')
Call
Psychopathic style nigga!)
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this.(What you gonna do?)
Run that shit!"
I'm runnin wit the pyschopathic.
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