Lyrics:
consumed by all people
Assume it'll make us happy is what we do
So we, steal or serve from zip locks, the homie swerved like 6 cops
This a marathon we hustle
of money, root of evil bound by greed
A penny saved is just another penny earned
He who plays with fire will surely get burned
I think I can, I think I can
sex
Sic cadence cicadas
I could make you catch the vapors
And I do not deal with haters
I just tell them see you later
Frequently they flagrantly treat
And if I do tell things true
Well, my supper
Will be on you
They tell girls,
Oh, act so pretty
And don't make yourself filthy
Don't enjoy it
Don't have
When i look in your eyes i can tell that you lying why tf you can tell me the truth
Who the hell you talking to
If the shoe clean and it fit why
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to God that day
That guy with no feet say
“You got to walk my way”
“That’s how it’s planned”
That’s when
twisted cause Christ up I'm down that's who we be
Not tryna be cocky this that self therapy
Clap clap give yourself a round of applause
Clap it up cause you
Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a Glock and a vest
Banks tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga
You already
I didn't know what to say
I damn near wanted to cry
He said, "Who do you think you are
To judge on the way I look?
I want you to know I'm ten years
yeah, yeah
Tell her this for me uh huh, alright
This time going to do my
Best to make it right
Can't go on without you by my side, hold on
Shelter come
and they tell me turn it down a notch a bit
Who am I, who are you, identity crisis and Satan been causing it
Our identity lies up in Christ and I think us
in it
I can’t tell if you loved me
But would you do this if you didn’t
Got these hoes acting like fans
Better that hoe a ticket
I can’t sit around no
the underground
Not your average everyday rap crew
You can tell by the things we say the things that we do
The funky beat is playin and we're swing along
Ah clock
none of it
I couldn’t wait to move on
So tell me how does it go
Because we all got to know
And maybe you can tell me who the fuck is running this show
to Sunday if not God?
And who made the day start at midnight, it's not hard
Just do a little diggin so that all confusion cease
And as you knowledge you know
floor
Recoil, I can't rest no more
Reign royal, stand up
You better plan up
Yes sir get your bands up
Do it right so you ain't gotta get in them them
,
Hold you
Tell me what you wan do
We can touch a dance, I got some old moves
I see you get down to them old tunes
By the end of the night, let me hold you
down give you a inside look
What I’m about to tell you can’t be found in a book
Everything really happened but it sound like fiction
It’s hard for me
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
This fronting with yours is making it harder for mines
You lying king
Who
on the body of a real woman
And that's bae, tell by how you looking you ain't even bout to play
And I ain't playing either get them panties out the way
Baby
Celebrities preached to the masses in assembly
Let 'em live, let 'em love, let 'em laugh
Get a drink at the pub by the bar
Who the fuck do you think that you
the code broke
People can assume what they want, I'm used to it
I just move through it. If you really think it's true, prove it
Bro tells me every room he
as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
Motherfucking Eazy does it
Team celebration baby
Eyes closed
I love when you ride it slow
Tell me all that I want to hear like
Your all I want
I don't give a damn bout
My phone
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