Lyrics:
(Drillin')
We was on the field and the no go ends
While you're chilling with your mum at home
(Home, home, home)
Three man up in a four door Benz
While you're
chest, you need to rest
Dialated go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three cds nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don't fuck around with
what?)
Niggas say they trap, rob, kick door, when'd it happen? (what?)
Niggas say they gettin' money, never seen that happen (say what?)
Huh, you know
on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time
Once upon a time not long ago
Three amigos by the name
hard
Lord, I'm going home to live on the mountain
She got me in the mood and loves it when I'm rhyming
A true version of perfection, hair blowing in
you're down for playin'
I know you're listenin' to what I'm sayin'
Your body done started up this conversation
We should really take this inside, when
the door is closed and we're in town
And the only place you can go is down!
Step, step, step, step, step off.)
Well, I'm Kieth Cowboy and you're my
feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white Capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by
Hamilton, sit down
Our client Levi Weeks is innocent
Call your first witness
That's all you had to say
Okay
One more thing
Why do you assume you're
Yeah,
Drought 3
Hahaha
Yeah
Scott Storch
Bitch, I'm back on my grizzy, Young Money, where you at?
Two tables and a mic, tell the DJ run it
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
on your family (no), no-no-no-no-no, no
'Cause they don't know you're royalty
But they gon' know when they see us
A known fraud once fell on his own
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
and dream that anything's permanent.
Even back then the beast of uninvited change insisted itself in, and look here it still hangs
but when I was young I'd
lyin when you in Decatur and you flossin
down Clintwood, Cambleton Road or (?) Boulder to shave!
Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. When you're goin
your children by your side
Ahh, no man ever claimed you, no woman ever changed you
Put a sign on the door you're untouchable
Put a sign on the door
to training camp
With my demons, taught my brain to survive
And I had to learn how to get by
Trust I'm way too young for all the trauma
On January seventh I'll
touched down in the bando,
Roll deep with the boys even when on tour,
You’re dumb if ya come for war,
Whole fleet show up on your front door for sure,
to give your family your time
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you
Check 1, 2-2, 3-3 and 4
Cocoa got four peso and buying out the whole store
Mess with me baby I'll show your ass out the door
Young boy got the mic
your eyes and look
Everyday a young nigga is took
Off the face of the streets by a police
It's like they gotta a nigga chained on a short leash
You can't
the same damn speech to the Oakland vice
But if you keep pushing, just like you
When they see me on the strip, coming through
I break it down so vicious
noncompliance?
And we're never gonna let the plaintiffs bar remain applauded
When despicably
The victims were defrauded by a decorated leader
So horrifically EPC
and look just like you
And when she's done being young, she'll dress like you
We'll call her Love 22, she'll tote a .22, the laser version
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