Lyrics:
life
(Half Pint need ya'll listen to this real good)
It felt good to see Marques go solo, I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams, so the love will
Made by the, ah, Flesh (flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh)
(the Flesh, the Flesh)
Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up wide
deep in your mental,
with the door locked
Shorty K's on the phone, Lil J's on the floor
the Jeffersons on the tube somebody knockin at my door
who is it?
I ain't expectin no
about
(Yeah) Shit it's serious
You hear these lyrics that I'm spittin
You see me comin
I bout that K, best be gettin
Fire spittin
Guts
to party hard senior year man the times changed
Now I'm a grown man out here doin' my thang
Tryna make a livin' with this music that I live for
Out in
Hollywood, ‘cause my game too strong
(Ha, yeah)
Stay by my lonely, you ain’t my homie
Don’t act like you know me, straight up
Tryna get my cake up, off
A nigga don't, don't usually do this
But Ima do this
I been floating lately bro
I feel like I got hit by Cupid
I'm just saying
You my shawty
Yeah
Raised by yo people but u got influenced
Like the fuck is you doing
Tryna fight them drugs might up losing
popping them thangs you don't know what you
you don't know by now
I carry big funds
Don't get it twisted
2K for the bike
And the pool's heated
All around the world
Girls all around the world
I
my people they been pimped on the curb by Wall Street across from White House Boulevard, and Apple Ave
The system's corners been where y'all workin
with dry fish and have good smell,
I've grown into a 6-foot silhouette up in a tomb,
c dark 4 by 4 space that I like to the call the whom,
So therefore,
potna
They told me I wouldn’t be shit
I keep it 100 I keep it 1000
Moving these thangs
Making a nigga feel like he been moving some mountains
These niggas
Let y'all bitches wait
Cause I'm on a paper chase
When that thang by my waist
I know that they gon hate
But I ain't trippin'
Cause I came heated
just how I do me
You could sue me if you wanted but that really ain't gone change a thang
A stranger names a problem now I'm supposed to be ashamed
the beef
Word on the streets
Whole lotta heads think I'm sweet
Ought to know by now
Just isn't me
Yuh
Stick in my pocket
Looking back
Wished that I offed it
Showdown, I don't wanna show out
Blade by my side so you know what I'm about
Made it this far, I ain't gonna stop now
I'ma end it all here
This gon'
O, you the good one, I'm the chef out here
As-salamu alaykum, yeah, we chop that lamb out here
I never need a friend, I got my K right here
Once that
Welcome to the ghetto
Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
the hood niggas up to no good
Look here..They stappin' up, click clackin' up...loading dem thangs
Niaggas are taggin', they backin' up, they let'em hang
compensated for the way we do our thang
brokencyde, km to the k
diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie day
the filth of fury we do it our way
take another hit
me)
YB gang, that's the new thang
Brand new chain is straight from Hussein
Mo shoes, mo cars
(Take it all, you need me)
Mo clothes, mo brain, oh yeah
tellin' you ain't never been choked
Or done fucked by a felon, no K-Y jellin', just tryin' to inhale it
So when ya ready for the real bitch hit me on my
cooler
Money long, go get you a ruler
Really running shit like we sponsored by puma
I'm spreading good dope like a rumor
I make em' stand up like I'm Luda
can't quit, 'cause we on da grind [Daz (Kurupt)] Yo! (Gangstafied back on the block) Straight up D-A-Z, K-you-are-you-P-T Doin' it like usual, you know
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