Lyrics:
pay the price
And this on everything I swear I wouldn't steer you wrong
Can't take constructive criticism hope you listen to the song
Its time to win
Sounds like another word
Yeah, Kirk, you gotta add your shit to this
Yo, my nigga, don't even trip
I ain't trippin'
You know we get the dollar
not even close
I chose my own path for this
Me and the bros
No you can't sit with us
Stay with your folks
Some days
I do be tripping
Hard headed
One goes through this rhyme that you
He made up his mind
That every little thing he does
Be designed to entertain you (yeah)
Oh (yeah), his whole
And when i give u my all believe it don't get any better
I ain't perfect by a mile, but I make it worth ya while to work that out, right after u curse me out
from what you lose nigga
So I play it smart so I can't get this shit confused
It's how you move
When you really from the slums
You know money don't
of that
Nigga this ain't this type of beef, you can't take the burger back
Burn it back into my pocket, I'm trying to stop it
Unless your mouth keeps
factor
Yeah!!
y'all niggaz can't dream to think about this shit
You can bite it
But by that time it'll be too late 'cause it's already been
away
I know you love to be intoxicated, baby
Still stuck up in our ways
I can't imagine when I'm not faded with you
But don't push me away
This love is
're fascinated by me
And my fans is good, and we all good
And, I know you're fascinated by me
You like this, baby, and I won't stop
And I know you
to get above
I wasn't free on the ride just to feel the buzz
But now I drink from the Christ I can't get enough, get enough
And now I'm on my knees with
bah)
Don't be fooled by these frames, get left in the dirt
Yeah, I'm not with the talkin' or linkin' shit, disrespect nigga, lit
I just stick
and I hit the target
Sometimes I’m like a drive-by bullet reckless but I finish what I started
Approach with caution
You start war you lose friendship
else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.
The old man lived in
might end with this sentence
YA
Shoulda done it when I should've
Well shit even if I could I couldn't
Uh, Can't you smell up what I'm cookin?
This That
you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Yeah
Scratch my back, baby
Ah
Now by this time
Now by this time I'm plenty high,
You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said "Look
you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Yeah
Scratch my back, baby
Ah
Now by this time
And you can ask swift gotti
Don't shit get by me
Ask tommy showtime if I did my time
And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all
And ask rock jock if I ever
me again and
Fuck you, you’re going in the ground
Bitch like bye, die a painful slow death and
Cry, can’t come back from this shit now
Die, you fucking
but their character fails them
They sellout hard and their hands unfurl then
You won't see me rapping by a pool with my girlfriend
No guns, no, this
fake
I go to sleep with you by my side when I wake up it’s like you were never here
The secret of your eyes when you lie to me
Life isn’t just flowers do
Can't tell by who I'm on the phone with
Tell little boy just grow up, shut up, roll up, go get your funds up
In this life, it's one or two
You better
me who yo daddy
Come here let me grab it
Can't let you get too far from me
Make it so good over here
That you won't wanna leave no
But first you gotta
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