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that's the repercussions like when your cousin is causing the blood
Then you're by yourself at the Compton parade, he said
Aye, look, homie, I
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
excite me
I know that they're coming for me
Where they at where they at
Uh oh
Where they at where they at where they at
I know that they fronted on me
my red rover Told that
Bitch to come over Locomotive with the drive local motives to get high
Local homies they just tryna get by, I’m tryna get
never comin' home
They locked his father up too he ain't do that shit alone
If bad parentin' was person it's that nigga
He was the getaway driver that
(Sung)
Memories don't live like people do
They always 'member you
Whether things are good or bad
It's just the memories that you have
The Beenie Man
and we fall blind
Make yourself available to harbingers all signs
Not as in horoscopes, don't do yourself disservices
A brain can form a joke based
and we fall blind
Make yourself available to harbingers all signs
Not as in horoscopes, don't do yourself disservices
A brain can form a joke based
(No lele we go just dey gyrate ohhh
No lele we go just dey gyrate ohhh)
Omo we go gyrate
I need my jollof omo full plate
I still dey do my luway
in exchange you'll win big later
You will do better
That is, by the way, entrepreneurship
Entrepreneurs, bleed every day
They're not making money
your dance, do your dance (we got a brand new dance)
Down, down, do your dance, do your dance (let's go now)
They say that's what you make it
(how he always look so cool)
(That why everybody do what he do, tell 'em)
Gotta be my swag (they wonder why he wear his hat like that)
(When girls see
They say fake it til you make it well I'm faux
Seems like everybody's putting on a show
And they only wanna know
Where you from, what you do
Where you
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
s33nkw3 hw33 gb3k3 n33l33 mi inworr
I get my drink them my shish we dey burn OG with that said we no go fit borr
Two fifty five self knock and the night
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at?
Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes
(It's Havok, baby)
(I swear that's Ekayy)
(Heatmaky got the hit, though)
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
Sku-du-du, du-du-du
live shit from front to back (that's good, it's all fucked up now, right?)
To my niggas in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Thank you past self and future self
Childhood friends and current friends
Without you, I do not know where I'll be
And of course Mom Dad and Bro you
I dey my corner dey do my thing
You no see me
You no send me
But ko kan mi
Cos your money
No be my money
But i dey ginger myself
Cos you dey ginger
What did I do wrong?
Oh you nearly drove me cuckoo...
Am I really all that bad?
You're worse than Hannibal Lecter, Charlie Manson, Freddie Krueger...
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
We be in the back blowin' mad smoke
Take it where it can't go
They been talkin' all that shit but where they at doe?
On the grind for a minute, where
of view
Way out in Wales
Where they sent him to school
Never forgetting them roots
Like 242 to the planet
A beach with a hammock
My cousins
My grandma I
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