Lyrics:
time I do it makes me laugh
When did your eyes get so big?
Two years ago
We should have burned that wig!
No! I meant Photograph by Ed Sheeran!
Oh,
again
I'm on the E13
With a couple of shots to lick
See feds put the belt buckle across me, quick
Two man up but don't tense
I came out in 2-3, I've been
just received his medal
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy two hands on the wheel
when you're sinning only to survive?
You're getting by but you're just getting by barely
You're stumblin', telling them that they don't know
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
of money, I got lots of money
Came a long way from kicking
Doors and grippin' that Tommy
You might think you're funny
I was pushing onions looking for nothing
Mia we stay live
Stay live
Ride with like three nines
Costin' shots and drive bys Young niggas pop out
Watch out for cop cars
Sun up, to sun down
Ain't no doors and no windows
Just a roll bar and a radio
If it rains you're gonna get wet
But that old 302 ain't let me down yet
It's a cutout
Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by
I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy
man you'll be fine young man
This is by design, this is where we draw the line
It ain't about a dollar sign
Look inside yourself when you're looking
like a mop
Spinnin' in soccer vans, hot box
Shoes so dirty from runnin' from cops
Mama said sit down 'fore you get shot (mama)
Young nigga havin'
Wonder how you're feeling when you're looking us down
Wonder how you perceive this family now
I really need a chance to grow on my own
But I'm too young
after six minutes
He thinks that she's fibbing
Isn't really trusting his witness he says
"The nurse told me that you
Fell down the stairs
Now you're
It's ninety-three degrees,
And the radio says a storm front's movin' in
Sure is hot
There's a double feature down at the Fox,
But everybody's
power chords!
Cheap as fuck to hire when you're
Rotten to the core
And deep down inside our hearts
We're all rotten from the start
Did I say too much?
If
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Come on Young Gotti, come and get some
Eyo get 'em up high, get 'em up higher
Get 'em up in the sky like frequent fliers
7, 6, 5, 4, 3
your my light
When summer turns frozen
Morning and nights
X’s & O’s
With you on my mind
You’re a door I’m not closing
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
Now I want your imagination, I want you to travel with me
Oh come on, come on, come on
This young man was raised in the hills of Tennessee
When he
of water
At least my friend
You're with me now
Ocean tides, empty skies
Staring at stars on a bed
Side by side, hazel eyes
Playing guitar and he said
"That
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft
I was sitting on the corner just a wasting my time
When I
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft
I was sitting on the corner just a wasting my time
When I
and serve the folks
Call it Clay-Doh
I think I heard my front door
Go get the scope, hundred bricks for Diego
Speaking of the yayo, Young
Guapo, Young Guapo,
Now I want your imagination, I want you to travel with me
Oh come on, come on, come on
This young man was raised in the hills of Tennessee
When he
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