Lyrics:
whenever we cross paths, that'll be the day for them (day)
Thompson's, M16's and AK's for them
Can just get one, bullets like Frito Lays for them (haha)
Lord
When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call?
Your bitch turned down, this shit is love
Me and my niggas feel love, we're goin' to walk
We're goin
did see a putty cat
Beep, beep, beep, that's my team and they got my back
Ooh, you thought you knew me
We goin' looney
Ooh, you thought you knew
some bread
Ooh, that's lunch money, baby
Rich nigga screamin' out, "Fuck money, baby"
Like what money, baby?
Blood gang, baby, that's blood money,
feet
Yeah, no safety on the mothafucka
Run in the bank like Jason in the mothafucka
Masked up!
I'm goin' thru it, dawg i'm goin' thru it
I'm goin' thru
try stealin' my style and that,
But they're pissed it ain't goin' down like that
My steeze is way too mad
Try stealin' My style, get my style right
like 3 something
Fuck these bitches by the 3 some
Holla at me if you need some yeah yeah yeah
16 diamonds on my wrist
Ain't nobody thought that I would
ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball (Zane)
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin' the pop
Keep pithcin' 'em,
that conference call goin' on
And, and then he'll see what it is
So boom
So that went down, right
Okay, then what happened was like
We linked up, we
ain't no right then ain't no wrong
Yeah girl I feel the way I've blown
I'm 'bout to speed this chemistry
We see the telegram goin' crazy
I tell the 'Gram
family[00:39.11]Don't believe me, go check my charge history[00:42.19]We never catch defeat, like we ain't got no fetish[00:45.11]Always chasin' green, no Draymond, no
had too much of that corny yack
So watch where ya goin
And know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't know you like that
Never been a sucka
divorce (talkin' divorce)
Said daddy was livin' by the fire, and he died by the torch (check, check)
I'm where the AKs is, we like the Bébé's Kids
Ain't
seein' me winnin', hurtin' to the core
Get active, yeah we at five to the floor
I ain't comin' home tonight, don't leave the light on
Ain't goin' for
all this pain
16, but it feels like I found a way
Heart cold, but I was born in May
Shout out to all the ones on my side
Yal'll I'm still here, ain't
on the street
Got that bugged out, smoked out, and drugged out flow
But yo, empty every slug out, yo' ass hit the floor, and yo
I can go like I'm gone, word is
a chance and a choice to[00:31.16]Keep Goin'[00:32.56]When the world tries to show us we can't make it[00:34.24]Keep Goin'[00:35.90]When you reach the goal
We need the fire instead
When I think of daylight, I think of shit like
Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin'
See where I'm goin'?
That means
Lord
When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call?
Your bitch turned down, this shit is love
Me and my niggas feel love, we're goin' to walk
We're goin
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
goin' in
Better take cover I'm goin' in
Fuck all here we go again
Just when you thought that you seen it all
Like I'm out of nowhere and beating all
Pokahontas
It ain't nothing to finnesse the plug
You know a young nigga like me ain't honest
You can ask Takeoff, Quavo
We been getting money since we was
ain't)
Think you get it crunk like me but you can't
Now, now, now
Now every record that I make, I'm tryna get up out the store, man
Every car I
ain't know I gotta go
Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money
To the money
Nigga, I ain't got a money printer
So for this paper chase I'm out
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