Lyrics:
town (get out of this town)
cause if we leave then we just might be okay
hoopes i did it again
i messed everything up, and i think i hurt my friends
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
Retaliation, man don't flagrant foul on the ocky
Finally made it up out it, was givin' back 'fore I got it
Remember vivid who doubted, feel good we did it
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Reason witchu
You got one statistic
You gon' respect mine or ya son'll get it
I'll leave him dead in the
Middle of Little Philly
But little did he know I
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
again
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
Put this pimp game on her
I dont f**k with broke hoes and I dont trick
But I
fronting mc, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can?t rap
I said it before, I?ll say it again
You don?t belive me, ask your fans
When I
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
figured I'm done
Three hundred K and I did it for fun
Gone for a week and the stress weighed a ton
Like how to be great, money bigger than Pun
Been
Heart full of gold with the uh yeah/
Heart full of gold with the ice in my veins/
Hold up bring it back again gotta go attack again/
Took what I cook
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
old
How many unit's have they sold?
Never go Platinum, never go Gold
When I make a tune, it's totally cold
When I make a tune, it’s totally neat
Spit so
'm Honorary
Once Did “Portabella”, cdded Up To “Zara” Style
Joined By That Saint Laurent, Fit The Mulli Dark Child
Fresh cs The Summer, “Black Mon Shine Gold
the wind, the cash, the sin
I fell down got up did it again
I traded my love for trash for lust
Gold can be a tool or a pretty mean drug
I need help God
I was you, I wouldn't say that, no
Anything they ever did to make sure I wouldn't ever win
It just made me a better man, I put that on my soul
If
nine beat
So I can rock you all night long, she's
On my tip, she love my song, he
Tried to do it but did it wrong, freaks
Want to get my all alone,
'm touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
label
If I did this whole rap game be unstable
Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors
It's only fair that we share those
(she's!) on my tip, she loves my song (he!) tried to do it but did it
Wrong (freaks!) wanna get me all alone but I'm macking hit it! I finally got
the Puna Boy Anthem
Puna boy anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Flip it again
I'm celebrating every single win
Getting under
the Puna Boy Anthem
Puna boy anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Flip it again
I'm celebrating every single win
Getting under
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