Lyrics:
(Guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I'm in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali' (pew)
Big Bs on me,
a wise guy
The only pull up that he knew was a drive by
When the days get dark yea you can see the light
Twenty nine years living just now seeing life
HEY CHARLEY WHATCHA DOING
HEY JACK WHERE YOU BEEN
I JUST GOT OUT YESTERDAY
THOUGHT I’D CATCHUP WITH YOU AGAIN
PICK ME
brethren
My dicks up for that cash nigga
So pick up when that celly ring
For i ride through to ya Philly scene
Like
In a big coop with a semi thing
the cost of time
Now I'm off to pick up litter in the park
But these dreams still spark and glitter in the dark
is gonna be greater than my setback
Cause I'ma pick up right where I left at
Right in the hood where they fuckin' chop necks at
If I feel some way then
bitch was on em
All the silver that he wear
Pile some dishes on em
Add a little water grow hibiscus on em
I was rolling up joints with meniscus on em
Got so many issues so why can't i solve em
Gave up on tryin it's way too much pressure
At this point i settle for feeling so lesser
I might disappear i
Falling icicle my morning view
Blizzard wind pick up through broken window
While I snooze, another day betrayed by booze
Escape like Mister Hyde each
pick Key
Dollar menu version, call you McKey
Cheese this mouse
Call you Mickey
Don't say you do not deserve that
You are so crazy
I will go berserk back
but
Kizzy me an Joe
We could get em by da load
Fuck a V, I want a pro
For pussy I don’t need da paper
Neither do I wanna pay for
There he goes another
Move man moving bars
City weh we live it up high haffi stack bricks to the sky
Jah bless mi yeih and protect iahni
Holy Emmanuelle high
Money a mek
up now
You try to steal my flow now
Ginger make you bow down
Cause mans is in the house now
Make you sit on down now
Lightning mcqueen ca-chow
Indians
of the car man
Let’s fucking go, let’s fuck this fella up man for real
I’m making this money for real but ain’t gonna stop till you tell me we all rich
I used
show
We ain't goin', down
We leave MC's in the lost and found
Get up, pick up your face off the, ground
You get to tee off the Likwit, sound
West coast
takin’ off her clothes
Caught me by surprise then passed her to the bros
Time to say goodbye, I guess I move too slow
Cookin up the sticks, whippin up
got some knots that can't fit
Amiri my denims whole gang up at fifth's
Ain't no average joe ima breadwinner bitch
Since a jit I been different no
the morning
When you pick up the phone
Say, hey, how you been
Happy New Year
It's been a while
Missed you
What are you doing later on today
Yeah
Maybe me
Look
Wassup with these niggas
Some
Is in
The air
A son
Can't fuck with these niggas
In guns I trust
Pick up a 9 and bust
It's up with these niggas
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
you'll be a man, my son!
Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself
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