Lyrics:
enough
The flame burn through your being
Real purified fake is disease
Gotta what I gotta do no matter how
By any means
Gotta stay stable gotta keep money
come here, put your mouth right here (uh huh)
I'm rare like a white deer with spiked hair (uh)
New Nike Airs, smoke big cigars in a nice chair (uh)
Oh
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
The man I'm talking about was not a scrooge
No, he was a kind, a decent
A mostly good man
Generous to his family and upright in
His dealings with
helicopter took my patna 3 months to grow
So, I slid to the rear to find my chair
Hey pretty girl is this my chair here?
The key Y) didn't even crack
and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
clothes and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by
and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My ol man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
it
They say Mega where you been shit I'm just doing me
Catch me out under the trees man keeping my bees
Believing in me please it's the best way to be
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Mentally you wasn't stable
Still to me a foul person
That nigga got you tatted
But you know who got your soul
How I live you never know
Just do what you
and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
a malady that from your mind has been dispersed
Tell me, my good sir, what's the price for just a look?
Don't worry my good man, this is all quite by
and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My 'ol man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
clothes and dough and piss off somewhere else.
My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by
Here comes the man of the hour
Never catch me fuckin' with cowards
Rock men from Thug Life to High Powered
Blazin' trees Chinese chicks
you can tell your man I don't mean no harm
Me no stop, me want more
I just had brunch with her mom
Me no stop, me want more
How I know you ain't fraud?
sure you always eat
I'll make sure to find some peace, a white tee and Jordan 3's and a chair
While I'm at it, I'm riding back to Mellon Street
your torso
As you sit in this chair
And by the way your nigga is here
Say Hi
"Hi", See unlike you he's a great guy
As you intoxicate with porn
and dough
And piss off somewhere else
My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
the race
Men came through the door and pulled old Jim out of his chair
And made him walk down to the Irish stable
And the eight-figure horse who slept
poor attire,
Nor Joseph´s simple weed.
This stable is a Prince´s court,
This crib his chair of state
The beasts are parcel of his pomp,
The wooden
around my electric chair
I know you think that you're alone when no one home
But I been right there by your side love me til I'm dead and gone
And tell
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