Lyrics:
or Gordon Ramsey cuz they made you cook
Dope, clouds from guns before they made the term smoke
Yungins dead before 21 almost made me burn hope
It's not
now
To all the fake ones I tell them by now
It's time to focus on my why now
I'm getting bored of this life
I'm getting bored ina this life
I'm getting
Lift the veil of evil and watch em all scour
I try to empathize heed the words of the wise
But we've been brainwashed by the wolves in disguise
Economy
taps
Or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots
I bang bang bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
Uh huh
We playing for keeps
He died with his gun he got shot just for reaching
I ride with that drac nigga cause it's that season
I'm sliding with
yourself from the government
Well if you're gonna shoo them just use your fucking fists
As of January 21st 2018 1,049 innocent lives have been lost to gun
just anyone
Bitch im a savage no 21
All of n*ggas gone shoot we got plenty guns
(Boom, boom)
Swear we got plenty guns
Baby I'm not just anyone
Birkin
get locked it's like Gotti on trial
Five years in the pen, separated from friends
I'm only 21, kept the shakers and gun
Blow in ya face, stab you
and lit it up from Spain to Libya
My next video should be shot in Abisynia
Profetic productive, my time managed
By nine planets, I shine equality, God
in the thongs
Hand me my gun, shades on, blocking the sun
Whip fresh out the dealer, think tonight gon' be fun
Coke connect already calling, I told
my ways
Even my mans, if we that tight
Jump in front of a biscuit, snuff money with all of my might
Or we can brawl it out and take his life by taking
This the whip, that niggas yelling YOLO in
Gun under my arm like it’s deodorant
Bullet ‘bout as big as a can
They put a soda in
I don’t sip the liquor,
you by my side yeah
Vegas nights roll 21
LA nights roll Tesla truck
We up, we always up
We that, we always that
Sunshine float through the cracks
Our
Solid
21 district aim for The ballers
We back on set with the rest
Too much texts
But they got no callers there lad
Whose on it
We on it
And I'm there lad
some numbers
I'm feeling like Pac without all of the guns
I still got em tho
Stretching the chops like a butcher, yeah
Alchemy got me surrounded by pots
And I only rap on Sundays
We ain't in to keeping scores but it's even more
Youn't wann' see lil rackies in his uniform
You ain't seen a gun like
it's a part of my essentials i'm only fearing God[00:39.21]I gotta keep A Rod i can't leave it i ain't J-Lo[00:41.33]It ain't a game though[00:42.08]By
and under with gangsta rides
Keep our guns by our sides at all times
Detroit we just fly
[Royce]
Whoa, pause for a second for the flow
Hands up for my niggas
Bonnie n Clyde, ride with my baby by my side
Those baby blue eyes hypnotize
Visualize when you strip the gun clip slip on your thigh
Never slipping she's
Galveston.
I still hear your sea waves crashing.
While I watch the cannons flashing.
I clean my gun and dreamed of Galveston.
I still see her standing by
Only On The Westside Fool
Surrounded By Section 8 Houses And The Projects
A Place Where You Make The Wrong Turn, You're Gettin Robbed At
We All
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
Born Spitters are back
Guns loaded and packed
Shots explode in your back
Verbal attack nigga"
"We in Black Snow, this Goon shit
We still hungry for this
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