Lyrics:
something this old bag can do to
Lower the price
Ooh I'll you what's gonna be lowered
Now that's what I'm talking about
Oh yeah
Ah damnit one second
Just
second guessed, but guess what this is
That’s right– you getting cut
Let me tell ya a story about that one guy that came by
He was a guy from around
yes, I got it
Feeling hella good
Ain't got no driver's license
But you know I'm driven
The second I spit it
Everything that's what I'm giving
Yeah, I get
Meditating like I'm Gandhi
Getting high probably
Rocking harder than Rob Zombie
Still I rise, still I ride with my nine by me
Till I die, they ain't taking my
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
I dont know what I'm gonna do
Trying to do my best just to make it through
And lord knows
How hard that I try and how hard it is for me to get by
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
don't wanna die with me baby, run away with me
I wanna see the seven seas no worries, baby, it's just you and me
Like, I'm scared to grow up no, I won't
I'm on the come up bitches get stunned when I run up
Get on a runway young Lima feeling old money I'm keeping it vogue
Bae playin no games Kojima I
cant hurt me, can't
Be around 7:30 pull up with a birdie
Young n***a with the sauce
Young n***a with the drip
I can take you to a AirBnb
You can't
the good die young? I can't handle it
And what that mean for me if I'm alive? Ain't understand it, no
And I keep crying to God, can you explain it to me
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
make y’all fall
Harder than satan
It’s Christ until I die
Oops no I mean eternity
The body does die
But the soul lives certainly
There’s gotta be more
I got, two brothers
Never took the time, now we don't know one another, damn
But I guess I was too young and
Couldn't play a part, in the world they
is like the Klan, I said
Told my young nigga, "You the man," I said
You don't wanna end up like my man Ahmed
Praying five times a day, prostration
The second time I was the age of seven
Loren's eleven, in hindsight we learned a lesson
We ain't trippin’
Telling each other is was long gone
And its ironic
mask it
Mixing down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered
I choreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
So they looking for me they don't know
I'm waiting on them
Right here, I'ma sit by the window
See they gonna have to get me
Yeah, they gonna have
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
beware
'Cause this Mo Thug click got plenty of soldiers
Just open your eyes and realize
It's gonna be Mo Thug 'til I die
Never esitate don't flip
I
wild conspiracies
I'm a say this 'till the day that I die
Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies
While you bullshitin', I'm hard hittin' like
2pac,
follows me at every
Turn and fuckin' second breath
I can't seem to control all
This hate that's inside me
Bitches try to copy
But they just fall beside me
a prophecy
I'm the legacy
911 emergency
What i do can break a state by going anarchy
My mind a lake, to get in you need an authority
I need to think, i run
me show you what a thug bout
Born to die
I took the bullets outta fifty
Put em in my fou. five
And i aint even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga
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