Lyrics:
Much love to the F&F crew
Bryce, (yeah) Gemini, Shayla G
Pro, Soundtrakk, Jason Salvador
Simon, Bishop G, Bran Dog
G-ball, G-Ball, yeah!
All
need love
Flash in, flash out
Flash in, flash out
Flash in, flash out
Flash in, flash out
Fam, my album's now in stores
Flash in, flash out
Flash in
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
yeah)
'Cause back in my day it was food stamps
And I love my wife like I am Chance
I bet you'd rap about the shit me and him rap about
If you had ever
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
You be acting all stupid for and shit
Like you wasn't the one liking the
Comment all my flicks on
The 'gram just remember
Nigga that was all you it was
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
for all the head I got
I keeps it real ah cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's no limit til I d I e
for all the head I got
I keeps it real ah cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me cause I'm a million dolla hitta
It's no limit til I d I e
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go
dear whoever the fuck is, fuck it,
This is discovery hate it or love it
I'm now officially the property of the public since licensing my album
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
The more that you condemn us, it only makes us phatter
When I talk, I know I'm talking for Hip Hoppers all around
You know you love the sound, we gets down
It's not
So, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
Love
Yeah
Ouuh
Ouuh
Ouuh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay I'm back
Brand new album
Now in 2022
The fam is by my
to women, my lady know I'm a lord
Lord, forgive me for all my wrongs
Killin' niggas for sneakers or shit that's said in a song
Puttin' homies in check
and that I'd be alright again
Social status and all of the power in the fight against
Feeling like my life ain't shit
Looking in the mirror, like, what
have our revenge
Dream of love through the windows
there is no other way out
dance alone with the shadows
in the house that fell down
The years came
treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride,
All I wanted was a pencil, a little gold
A little money in my pocket and a Phillie to roll
I'm makin' records, now alla the girls are on my tip
I'm
boa shit we get paid with death over dishonor
I'm known as Obama's don't I know no-one in congress
These bitches love me all the way, u got sorta's
Yeah, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya
Yo, Biz turn me up a little
Bit in the headphones man
produced by me and some friends, but a few songs were random free For profit beats I found
Since I lost all the data in my computer
I don't know who these
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
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