Lyrics:
a camo on my motherfuckin' Marina
You're the king
The voice of the young people
been nice since 13, throw bullets like Marino
Step on this field, y'all
bout to throw a bitch up in the pool like I'm Dan Marino
Go ahead and fuck with the guys, a bunch of talented young niggas and they all fly
And can't be
another girl lick it off, I'm a dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches come with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, then
what's up ahead now my mind going blank
Man soon I'll be hitting my dance when a young nigga walking up out of the bank
All them hoes that I used to adore
frank
Man that shit help me think
Had to break the bank
Trying get the cash to elevate my rank
Bottom of the barrel
They trying to bring me down but they
to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't
jewelry so gaudy
Slid into the party with my new pair of Mauris
America, meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
Hey young world, wanna hear a story?
Close your
Woke up out my sleep/
Dreaming money plays/
I’m getting to it/
Man Fuck what a Hater say/
Balling like that young Boy NBA/
I’m getting to it/
Man
Brains misinterpret it whatever way
They want it to, man
Offstage filming of BUFFALO
I should be that white face
Character I was in Tamale
Because it's
style (Chop chop chop nigga)
Got the ship right by building up the core now
Shit, to put it frank I can take a world tour now (Suuuuuper!)
From
You are a scumbag (come on)
(R.A The Rugged Man)
When I was young, I was a loser
Lo-lo-loser
(That there's a Rugged man
Breaking down a bag on a back street young nigga hustle man i feel like Walt
I'm just tryna fill up my vault
Made myself into a boss
We winning aint
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
want the boat it bitch it's a yacht)
Young and wilding ain't no way ill be tamed (Young and wilding ain't no way)
Young and wilding ain't no way ill be
I can tell by the way she entered the club
I can tell by the way mammi likes to rock
I can tell by the way she drop on a spot with her crop top
sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
Reprimanded by someone who's snorting cocaine
Frank Hampton
what's goin on?)
It's your young nephew Turkey mayne
(What is it boy? What's goin on family?)
There's a lot of shit that need to be said big cousin
(Talk
tell my players hold your head and keep your glock by your side
Don't be scared to up and bust when they testin' your pride
Juwan Turner got killed man
know, there ain't no losing
In the trap, bricks be moving
8am, y'all be snoozing
By 10, my pockets boomin'
10 am yeah my pockets pretty lit
Ben Frank my
Once upon a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'
There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe
Puttin' it down,
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door.
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man blue?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make
Satan moves like my Mrs
Man's just on me all of the time
It's arson mode I'm burning bridges
Smoking sorcerer's and witches
Tryna frame me, man's
stepdaddy on the road
And life, it was madness
Cocaine and alcohol filled up the house party to be frank
It wasn't long before I tried it myself and then
thinking that I do then you delirious,
I done ran up about 4 stacks on em,
Real street nigga with a pack on em,
My old school nigga got a 300,
My lil young
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