Lyrics:
And when it get warmer, I'm jumpin' in the stormer
Duck when I'm passin' by
Put your head between your legs, kiss your ass good-bye, braaa
You can kiss
Niggas hatin so I told them pussy Niggas fall in line
They say they killin but they ain't
Why them pussy niggas lyin
Bitch I'm totin on a 40 my lil brudda
protect friends, eat enemies
Forty, it be sticking out
Need a bougie lor bitch, lemme pick 'em out
Think what you went through hard? I seen bigger droughts
right to the sky, you a floatin' blimp
My 40 keep it right there by my side why I walk with limp
He askin' me to match, I pulled up and he rolled a skimp
of funk in the darkness (in the darkness)
Of the staircase. Steer waves and build a template
In my mind while I walk downstairs
Grab a lemon, mix it up with
the Feds raid, cuz flush that shit in time
Shawty in the back seat was drinkin when we ride
Young and reckless that's the jit, everything on the line
a 50 slab divided it up with the team
Sold em all double-down did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin dimes to forty
me a ten
And I slipped out my rocka
When I tote me this fourty
I walk alil awkward
Can't pop me a thirty shit hit me like boxers
I be by my solo
to trap niggas
You in the trap with us, when the lines is as vivid
As the walls on the graph, autographed by the Lord of Wrath
I reside between
Rest in peace to Black Just
Riding through Jamaica, Queens in his black truck
Timbs was 40 below, waves to the side of his dome
Definition of good
a couple bags
Lines wrapped around the block from the front to back
See the way I walk this is planet earth
They can slide by the crib I'm a hand em work
How
back on the grind
All of my niggas gon slide
One call they pick up the line
Shawty she feeling the vibe
She wanna fuck with the guy
She wanna hop in
Miss me with the fake love dont need no rapper friends
Twenty them one me we can get it in
Trade lines bussin no money down on this new benz
I swear
walk in the wire
Please don't judge me
(Please don't judge me)
I don't know if you have noticed‚ I'm
Doing me and I love it
I just ran through the fire
Okay I thought we found a fine line but we're somewhere in between
I can show you some things that I promise you never seen
And girl you know that I
king
And I got em evil vibes
I shoot him in his shit
I Hope ya nigga die
I aint playin round
That 40 by my side
Like AC said
I got that murder on my
Emperor
Chakra
Take a walk
Take a trip
Up on to this side
It's different type of life
Better read between the lines
Eye for a mind
May result
I'm clinging to this vision
But it's fading from belief
It means everything to me
On my own
I'll walk the line
Between the dark and the light
I'll
once said by Black Thought that "Things Fall Apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp from the heart, the art
knocka
On figrow bitch it's HardTyme
My mood stuck on trip i'm pressing all lines
All that fucking talking why is y'all lying
Ain't no foofer in my
little do you know
The niggas in the Bridge be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried to walk the back streets without heat
On the 41st Side of 12th
me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
Colors on the page
I drew a line to make it straight
The truth might hurt little
But Imma spill tell you anyway
Don't judge a book by its face
I'm
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