Lyrics:
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Fuck that
I got one question, while you flowing
Flex been doing this for years so he knowing
We got it open and you know this shit clean
Ayo, Flex
fingertips (Fingertips)
Sunrise, I'm seeing the sunrise
While you're going down
Touch away the pain, ah ha
Make it go away, make it go away
Oh, my God perform
to the drawing board
I told him that, I told him that straight up
I was like alright say less
The next day he hit me
Boom
I was like this the one, this the one,
trust
He be bouncing with all your goods
And leave you biting the dust
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
trust
He be bouncing with all your goods
And leave you biting the dust
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
that it has come. The new world begins
The old one he knew slipped away
Lost touch like an old friend
Not due to the trouble, or feathers ruffled
Due
on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'?
'Cause you can get it how you live
And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I still
hopeful eyes
Then one day he’s blinded by that vicious truth
Incapacitated, he’s gone
Fetch the ashes; quick, before they scatter in the wind
Hold on for
either cost me or cost him
Told her she should f lost him (when?) a while ago
Cause dude'll drink a pile of Mo' and defile her yo
I ain't here
on a cloud
I had nothing to lose, sponsored one, sputtered two, and it’s half past three, who’s god what’s god when compared to me? I’m real and he’s not,
smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me"
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well, I'm sure
They say that boy right there a demon, don't fuck with him
You better pray to God before you reach, ain't no touchin' him
And I heard he was
got it from I don't know
Well son you know we got to pin one
What you mean you got to pin one, pin him
Yea he look like a nerd, but he's the hidden one
some hurtful things
And I cannot control my rage when
It comes on the scene
It be like hey I'm here to play
What you say to me?
Don't you back away know
Keep your circle tight
Trust no one, nobody (nobody, nobody, no no no)
DJ Khaled!
Gotta be careful who you trusting
Be aware of your
Especially anytime Janet came round to fuck
Get her fix while her kid Chris waited around
A nine year old boy he was healthy and loud
'Cause even when she
something cold to replace his heart
He’s perfectly assembled while I’m falling apart
He’s looks just like a work of art
He’s untouchable so far away
He’s
a living mess
Imparted the very best, it's why they stressed
Figured i would fall off, and go away but you honor
Brought em back throwing punches in that
of friends
And she found herself face-to-face with her
School’s mean girls one group
Locked her in a janitor’s closet
While another threw shaving
Razors at her
You see no pistol's in the holster
Watch the dot's on your forehead
I'm gunnin' while you're runnin
And there's plenty of bloodshed
There's no sympathy
still homies at the end of the day, believe that
No no no, I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it, know it
bangin', one day, he might take his spot
Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh
"Use that bitch to protect your family," that's what he
another one, take a, take another pill
I'mma get a couple in me, while I'm workin on my till
They don't wanna see that water fallin, take it off my bill
Mm,
while I go and whack him
Entered through the back side of the bar and then attacked him
He's screaming for his life, reaching for his wife
Shot him in
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