Lyrics:
I can feel your heart is getting cold
See your body right there, I wanna go
All you gotta do to make it right is call on me
I got that thug love
And watch 'em start snitchin'
I keep spittin' still stupid niggas fail to listen
I personify this thug livin'
Hell or prison
My ammunition varies
My
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
and my children
Had to put the wide body on the Lamb' truck, it look sexy, call it "Mrs. Urus"
Fucked up playin' around, now I'm serious
I got
on a pistol, I'm clutching, yeah (fuck it)
Lil' nigga know he on a different bracket
My money stretch long, bitch, Mr. Fantastic (yeah)
Known to pull up,
(May you always live in the motherf***in' heart)
Will I forever be alone?
(In a thug n****z heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in peace n****)
Your lil' bitch, she want it (yeah), she want an AP, I go a Carti' (Carti')
Pussy drippin' like water (splash), pussy gon' cause violence (Violence)
bloody hell I wish I'd signed to Creation
Singing goodnight Jowe, goodnight Dan
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Goodnight Mr. Spaceman
Well I think I'll die
niggas get tried, survivable, nobody liable,
I got caught by 5-0, grandmama came to court wit her bible,
But when the judge hit the gavel, too far from
many years since we had to part and I guess I learned his ways by heart. I can still hear his sermon's ring, down in the valley where he used to sing. I
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
do is love and love is all you do
I should know by now the way I fought for you
You're not to blame, everyone's the same, whoa
I know you think
You oughta get comfortable.
We gonna get busy.
Say good-bye to the late, to
The great Mr. Nice Guy.
Do or die, I'm (gonna) open your eyes.
flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach; I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I
on that do' and that X
(Down here) we push 26 sitting low to the flo'
And double deuces on a truck, when I crawl by slow
(This year) I'm gonna switch it
And he came from a solitary race
This song was made by Billy Gashade
As soon as the news did arrive
He said there's no one man with the law in his
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
the sea, Mr. Todd
We'll be comfy, cozy
By the sea Mr. Todd
Where there's no one nosy
Life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it
Just
thugs in the system
That put slugs in victims, Mr. M-e to F, bomb threat
As long as I ain't no game, there's no contest
When they play this in
heart so cold
I was slimin' niggas out, they called me Mr. Wipe-his-nose (slime, slime, wipe)
I wasn't tryna tell no folk, bitch, I was out there
everything
They write be a contradiction
I tell 'em I do it for the love
I do it for the hugs i do it for the bugs
I do it for the thugs i do it for the rich
I
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul
Mr. Mambo (repeat)
I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
money
I can trip low i even met your nigga Spook G
Forget your head
Ride and come halla at ya big homie
Pretty Tony in the lifestyle play
Lil Leelee doves
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