Lyrics:
turn soft
Dead off
Like career no fear,
Say she love me but I don't care
Fly private, No air
They gettin mad in my bag
Life ain't fair
One year later in
with the clean
Going up in real life this ain’t a dream
Mill No Chill Harden, Rockets the team
Washing the money ain’t use Listerine
Supplying the water
don't do what I'm told
Lately I've been on the road
Clout demons selling their souls
Just for a mill', or a rolie'
Picking up coke with the stu in
I got gorillas that hang by the road
Straight out the jungle my niggas ain't under control
Had to put the game in a headlock choke
Checking off
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
and Shanie in the mall
And I know you ain't fuckin' her
You fucked with me last night
That's my best friend and we don't get down like that
Yeah,
and Shanie in the mall
And I know you ain't fuckin' her
You fucked with me last night
That's my best friend and we don't get down like that
Yeah,
again
She love my all my music
Treat me like celebrity
This life come with new shoes and felonies
I can't hold no melody
Cougar bitch named Stephanie
She
as a, thermometer, dipped in lava
So proud to be part of a conglomerate, like this
This is my motherfucking life (my life, oh yeah)
This is my
need a real woman in your life (that's a good look)
Taking care, home and still fly (that's a good look)
And I'ma help you build up your account
need a real woman in your life (that's a good look)
Taking care, home and still fly (that's a good look)
And I'ma help you build up your account
Ahhh ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh ahh, ahh
Go to war for my bloods (My bloods)
Smokin' back to back blunts (Ahh)
She ain't never seen V12
Yeah, I'm riding in
Curls
My rhymes correspond with the funk beat
Like infrared correspond with heat
I'm malicious and vicious, puttin' rappers in stitches
Yeah, yeah,
want her, In my backseat
By the time I hit her G-Spot, We sexin' on that Broad Street!!
Cruzin on Guignard, Riding in a Drop Top, Baby sitting next to me
to make it from Newark, Joe Pesci
And I'm still right here where you left me
I miss Kathy, man that was my bestie
I had got my heart broken by Stephanie
You
Air Max 95
Go take a ride to that other side
Caught my nigga in that '63 Chevy
'Till that boy bring Ebony and Stephanie, I'ma put 'em in the backseat
where you stay
My brodie just freed, back in the drug game
Make money, could catch us in your state
I'm a cold heart savage, yeah, nigga, I ain't
Up in the hills, look at the view, top of the game
Look what I spilled, I think a mill, oh what a shame
Being forreal, you know the deal, I am who I
Like my name Chapo, I get that bag on
You know your bitch, she wanna fuck, put thumb in butt hole
Running up that bag, trying to chase a mill
We've been
I need a mill in my pocket
You know, a safety deposit
Check out the whip that I hopped in
You know it got all the options
I need a mill in my pocket
Simon had a problem when he got home one day
By Murphy's law, his cutlery drawer, was jammed in such a way
An inch or two was all it moved
the ladies could attest to this.
Sucking on my realness, fall in love w/ all my excellence.
Jessica to Desiree. Elizabeth & Brooklyn.
Stephanie & Emily.
the ladies could attest to this.
Sucking on my realness, fall in love w/ all my excellence.
Jessica to Desiree. Elizabeth & Brooklyn.
Stephanie & Emily.
of beer (okay)
'Cause life might suck most of the time
But it does not suck right here (no way)
Come and see me at my house party
Throw your hands in
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