Lyrics:
a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered lawyers, and a
Young nigga havin' his way!
? and cry with his motherfucking nose in
sure
Punk niggas shatter like a glass jaw, break it
My rhyme gross weight vehicle combination
Was too heavy for the Chevy's is chased out
sure
Punk niggas shatter like a glass jaw, break it
My rhyme gross weight vehicle combination
Was too heavy for the Chevy's is chased out
on running with my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states
Weezy hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
And in a drought I go on a diet
Biggs get!
cause more than weight loss,
Dead body block road no vehicle can't pass,
Make kill quick say: Kresenda a the boss,
Chorus
People get shot
on running with my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states
Weezy hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
And in a drought I go on a diet
Ducking the animal keeper runnin'
With my primates
You ain't did it till you done
It like in five states
Weezy hustle no blubber I put on weight
And in
on the study of extraterrestrial vehicles, but it is manufactured by human
Rock bottom
Engage on sight
Fuck a fist fight
These Homo Apes Bite
Fly high by ETI
up my team but what do ya mean, we already traded them traitors
Spend a lifetime surrounded by fakers, in the night time you high 'cause it's safer
Divine got me, nigga, the boss, he pop me
Rae, we gotta generate, lord, I feel the Ditech, the mildew
Buy jets and vehicles, steal a little
Wrap up
the vehicle better buckle my seatbelt
Cuz safety first, bracing for every verse, Abrasive the way my words
Erasing whatever hurts, taking what I
Deserve, mason
Cover yourself, bitch
Put on a fuckin' shirt hairy ass armpit's
That shit is gross (Fuck you, Mia)
Cover myself, respect my health
Baby girl,
millennium you heard
[G Dep]
Regardless of the wait i'm gonna stay straight ghetto
Everybody high, don't nobody say hello
Even when the sunshining it
Money I'm making a lot
I'm just connecting the dots
Somebody tell me to stop
I spent 500 at Gucci on socks
Income in gross look what I net
Pulled up
route up and down the interstate interstate
Seventy-nine one thirty-five total gross weight gross weight
Tryin miss the DOT in each and every state each
and I'm coppin spots
Connect the DOT, oh my response
High might, this time, type the new slogan
Bitch
B-B-BOLD
Said big me up, and then give it up, nut
when she pushes weight
Then gotta remind her the importance of a leg
Runners she's gonna need them will probably ask for the peg
Most niggas wont trust
On the uptown high block, he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin', this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
On the uptown high block, he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin', this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
Goddess like Pocahontas (Baddie)
Shoot for stars like comets
Apostle like Nas street prophet (Talk that)
Feel the gospel from my novel
I moved weight
gangstas you choose whose, colder
Rappers get nasty in the booth
But I'm gross, I cant even stomach myself
Ulcer, more realer 'cause I'm closer
Had
goodwill and
Start an era of good feelings
Feed the masses, fight the system
Buy some bookbags for the children
Biggest high school in New York
Got like two
Time is short, and life's a sport
He tried to push weight like
His Face had a Scar somebody got to hate and
Instigate at that bar
He popped that fool,
them niggas die too
You see joy through the eyes you cry through
Who in here believe in a parallel universe?
(I do) i knew a Jack that got high
Then got
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