Lyrics:
Coast thing get to you
Sometimes I try to do good
But I just can't be
It's hard to get myself to
Do things that ain't me
And y'all should thank me
But my
Lemme get it in before they try to take me down
Representin Texas, I had grew up in the south
Where the ballers got gold frames dipped inside they
love me, they make a mans heart stop
The shit you find horrifyin' gets laughed off
I'm like Meekz, bro, I won't stop, can't stop
Yeah, it's kinda
Over and over again till you fall
7 times, get back up 8
By the 9th time make sure they know your name
And your intent
If you write me a letter better
with Pharrell
I knew she wouldn't get far cause five hundred dollars
Can't get you that far, how you get that far
And all these new video bitches tryin
how to act
I was told by a drifter sippin' on a bottle
That life ain't nothing less you're livin' full throttle
There's still a yellow rose in the heart
get that head tonight you gon be begging like a fiend
Like woah omg
Sit on my face no on top of the wraith
He seeing them stars when he go out of space
the muthafuckin' ghetto/ we wasn't born with no silver spoons in our mouth/ we had to get up out there and muthafuckin' hustle
In gods favor that's the scoop
bullshit you can't miss me
Crissy Lizzy's don't get nathin'
They about drama, I'm about bakin'
Never would I fake 'cause I just don't purr
Ten thousand
and blitz then
Had some side bitches trynna hit my main line
Get the background shawty you can't get no stage time
Funny since I grew my hair I sho ain't
the line
So it's minus some yards
Might at well punt it lil' nigga
You ain't doing ya' part(Three and out)
Din' turned forth & twenty
Offensive line can't
you a fair one
I watched you bury your baby boy, you daughter and your grandson
You lived one hell of a life from being highly decorated
To being
to the front
Get ya brain and eardrums out the doldrums
Black Drop beats and rhymes nah homie don't run
Heard you was talkin' smack heard you was talkin' that
I can?t breath
I slap a clip in my ruger let the trigger squeeze
Illegitimate Ritalin look its baby Ben
Life hanging by the thread of his foreskin
Hook
Let's go wild for the night clap it up
Let's go and raise some hell get it up
Let's protest oh yes clap it up
Let's go and make some noise get it
This is more than a typical kinda thing
Felt the jones in my bones when you were touching me, oh oh
Didn't want to take it slow
In a daze, going
would get a nigga
Not a muthafuckin thing but a sad picture
Hurt me when I found out you
Had pussy in ya heart nigga
I never thought I would say this
But
You drop by that water
I be laughing while they dissing
Me and froze got them shook
Talk my shit, let me get them
You a big joke
Why, i don't listen
hey, hey, check it out homie
Man, you need to get up out of this spot man
And get a job man before you get smoked man
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless
Because there's too many things for you
and expect to be givin' growth
If you wonder how I do it, well I go and I get it
I'm a human Fantasia, I'm a light skin brown from Asia
And I'm workin' on my
undercover
Now you hate her
9 months later
She became your baby mother
17 still in high school
T-Jones like "what you bout to do"
Can't sit up here letting
get out the mail
I dwell behind the veil
since He let me out the cell
I ain't gotta go to hell
He already paid my bail
Every day I get stronger
You know
the omen
You can't kill a God like the Romans, uh
Take my time to craft shit
'Cause I don't like back and forths with Puff about rap shit
Crutches,
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