Lyrics:
on the winnings, food for the homeless
Can't record me when I'm givin' back, I'm by my lonely
Hustle for a couple stacks, pump it in the music
Keep on sharin', yeah
just an occlusion
Resumed it for insulin distribution
Building tilted in my resolution
Nobody phase me facing my own retribution
I have fused in with
put onto a quote from Tai Lopez I'll never forget it
He told me protect your investments so I got more pumps than a 7/11
I just be looking at shit from
from their family, motherfuck their dreams
Is what you said, so motherfucking bitch ass fed
I want you dead, I'm going to pump your ass full of lead
you gon' have to shoot me
Case closed
Grah
When I walk in the crib and I know I'm a dump
With my stick and I stay with my pump
Beat up the back, she
took a father from their family, motherfuck their dreams
Is what you said, so motherfucking bitch ass fed
I want you dead, I'mma to pump your ass full
Electric Heat
In the Cut like a razor I play for keeps
I don't do you no favors I got to eat
I got what you want got what you need
Doggie got the pump in
witness come
I load the talons and I fly one
I holla at the Snowman
When I feel it need to snow
And if it pump we gon jump to the mood
And work it then
distribution fightin wit cops lost me everyone/
word travels by/
2 tons/
couldn't recognize myself juniors been dealin zips/
pints/
straight to pablo/
know?
Bag this up ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' son?
You pump this on your block this is where I stand for my clientel you know?
Then after that
pump blood through the veins of Hip-hop,
For street buzz.
A constitution written in collusion
With limited distribution,
Since I was recruited I've
motherfuck their dreams
Is what you said, so motherfucking bitch ass fed
I want you dead, I'm going to pump your ass full of lead
Let's make a deal, this shit
let's pump it
Blow that shit up like a trumpet
No doubt, baby, maybe when they be thinkin
Shit is dead, we split his head, hit his crib
Yo, fuck that, my
It's J go see Harry's own
His heartbeat pumps through my flesh and bone
Flippin' with Trae
Mobbin' down MLK
He's blue up with grey
On tint on southern
dope you know? Bag this up
Ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' son? You pump this on your block
This is where I stand for my clinetel you know? Then
making distributions
Time for me to get a M, man damn I’m sick of losing
Gotta snapback, like a fitted cap
Said he bouta put the wood out, let me finish
success in the vapors
Visualizing stacks of paper pulling up on foreign acres
Arsenal for the takers cause the distribution major
Gotta be a game changer
And serve it to 'em thick on the strip
Hit 'em hard like my truck
When I'm beatin' the whip you wanna start
I got a pump that'll end this shit
Bandanas on my
freshen up that funk box
I pump like diesel fuel, stamina speed, strong as a ox
Takin a shower, run the steam water for a hour
That's word I'm naked
hesitant, my every move, is heaven sent
the bass break me off, and I'm hardly soft spoken, token dope, distribution, who contributes, to this depth
jingle
It’s like our people took a step backwards in LA
Forgot black panthers roll with the brown berets
Radio pumps garbage man I miss KDAY
So we hit
And that's the primary reason that I hate ya'll faggots
I've been nice since niggas got killed over 8-ball jackets
And Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for
know?
Bag this up ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' son?
You pump this on your block this is where I stand for my clientel you know?
Then after that
band Steve Bannon and his pump organ and take back the swastika from the establishment group. And then we got little Jimmie from Norway who'll be
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