Lyrics:
times for the lazy kid
Then I moved up to the city
Where my pockets grew more pickles
That onions preserved in liquids
All my problems cash related
That she'd still want us to work it out, my mind was blown
Said she'd never leave me, because we were set in stone
And even said that she would love that
door put the code in
Cause I'm sick of learning coding
Sick of seeing my laptop loading
Sick of seeing that bitch go Frozen
Tried to find a fuck to give
This for my man yo, word up
"I got a 187 on the corner of Farmers boulevard in Linden."
"Uh, drug related?"
"The usual."
I don't mean this in
complex bars
I leave the flesh on your neck carverd
I'm putting stress on your chest
Bitch
I'm bright like a night star
Your ribs broke
I'm sick 666 carved
I right? Hahaha… (Let’s go!)
I got a devilry mental state (Yup!)
Best believe I’m steadily gettin’ laid
Desperately dodging pregnancy everyday
fake shit, it's not a Cuban
Niggas snaking, they thinking a nigga stupid
but I peep it, I'm seeing through the illusion
Why they wanna see me fail leaves
Cafeteria food is expensive, it may not fit into your budget
Hop on the bus public transit
????
Leave early in case there is traffic
Bring a newspaper or your
shots of liquor when I’m taking the crown
It ain’t safe to leave the crib boy just stay in the house
This is Godspeed I don’t need a 10 speed
I just
the calf muscle (mhm)
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
Most hated
Can't fade it (uh, what?)
While
He shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come
They
the calf muscle (mhm)
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug-related (haha)
Most hated
Can't fade it (uh, what?)
While
to a n**** bellt
Bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never f***ed around
With a sick-a** n**** like me
They call my name out and n****s run, best be
my side pocket
They was corrupt too, disrespecting the fiends I used to
Look up to, take it or leave it, fuck you
In different parts of the planet,
but we weren't fated to (Why?)
Girl, I had your back and, you can't lie (You can't lie!)
Pregnancy scares, but we still driving through the night
how I boss up, and leave his ass sick
Cause this pussy too good, to ever be a niggas dummy (Brah!)
So the for the way that I play you niggas
And the you
girlfriend aborted ya pregnancy
She open up when I say sesame
I'm too official no referee
Got some shooters on the block make yo as do the tango
They kno
harry
Sick of these wack MC's monotonous style
They never vary
White boy G.O.A.T. in black men game (Bird Larry )
Since the day of birth I was ready
You
really should be proud man
Yeah?
Yo bro, shit is happening
You getting shit posted on 2DopeBoyz and this song is sick
Doing some real numbers
snow heavy
Sick lane, Nic Cage how I ride with fire
Forever with bars, sort of like a lifer
With the Son of Anarchy, I be Breaking Bad
Walkin' Dead,
Ap I'm glad I caught you
You know I'm 'bout to leave the pad on tour soon
And I thought you'd watch my lady while I'm gone dude
Yo c'mon Lou,
can
Stay reportin' back but ignore the facts
Think 'cause we're related, you get some sorta pass
Think 'cause you can fight, you can endure the wrath
Why do we have to be separated[00:18.55]We are not related[00:20.42]Brotherly in lovely[00:22.31]I don't wanna lose you[00:24.18]I will not forget
the yak
Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac
Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that
And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack
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