Lyrics:
sad, I just wanted bro to get the bag
State dropped the case (damn), that mean we gotta fight the feds
Even if we down, we gon' make sure we hold up
might
Is most like Thanos in his prime
Even rap gods gotta consider me sublime
I'm from another timeline death bringer
Make you disintegrate when I
time
Our only fate is time
But just please tell me
Why they do me
So wrong
I gotta get it
On my own
Guess it's time to
Go home
Cause I've been waiting
So
get fresh dressed
Dimed to the jim we aint havin that stress
Hold em like Im doing something
Getting paid
Doing what I'm doing so you know I
The world goes by,
You've gotta make it alone now!
Put that shit on the shelf and become a man!
Work hard, count only on yourself!
Seek higher ground!
From San Jose to Birmingham
It took a long time
to get my heart to where I am
cs the engines wines
cnd the miles roll by
Gotta clear my head
cnd try
on the street,sing with me
(Scatting by Scatman John)
You're sitting in the same spot
You want to go home
But there ain't no home but home on the range
You
nothing like the first time
remembering the memories
Ain't nothing like the first time
or how things used to be
Oh, you gotta go, you gotta get your ass
end love
Tonight you gotta know
Gotta know hm-hm
No longer shadowed by your dark side
I'll find myself a good lie
Tonight you gotta know
I started
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Don't stick around to hear the wind blow
Don't go alone, and don't forget your phone
And if you're too afraid, you better just stay home
Don't be all
and hold my breath
A woman like you I won't forget
When the river runs wild and thew rain falls
Always remember to stand tall
I gotta get off of this ride
Hinder me with accolades and bells
To deafen me by lies you tell to prove my worth
(cs they say!)
I hope it's just a phase
(Daily we change)
So
the window side
see my past life
I was wrong.. and you should know better
don't know what to say
gotta get it my way
life's too short to let you fall
gotta
white and in hd you know
Get money get money get money get it get it
Get rich or go home
Get money get money get money get it get it
Get rich or go home
Bitch my life a gamble
Bitch I came a long way from home
Bitch my life a gamble
Bitch I came a long way from home
Too many pains in my heart do you
get fresh dressed
Dimed to the jim we aint havin that stress
Hold em like Im doing something
Getting paid
Doing what I'm doing so you know I
muscle (pray you'll be our muscle)
Strength in the times we all overcome with trouble
Every day we pullin' doubles for ourself and home (for ourself
neglecting the cost
Bitch I gotta get rich
Can't live different for none
Oooh
Yeah I aware that I'm ignorant
Lowkey displaying my wisdom
I try to balance
They
the party
Cracking right here fuck V.I.P
Now when my baby loves me
Home wit tears in her eyes
And when I get in, I hurt her more by tellin her lies
She
Dry those tears up baby
I can't leave my lady
All by yourself tonight I know You can't be everywhere I go
When I come home
I'ma make you go
Tweet
Vox getting fucked by her step bro
I wish you the best bro
Grow up you can’t be frozen is time
My nigga you gotta let go
Violet Myers fucked a dude
the party
Cracking right here fuck V.I.P
Now when my baby loves me
Home wit tears in her eyes
And when I get in, I hurt her more by tellin her lies
She
the roads and the sidewalk and it flowed, fillin right up to my feet
I ran to find my mama, knew we had to get gone
We gotta pack up and leave ma, you wont
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