Lyrics:
to Mary
And bow down to the pope
She can't hear you
He don't deserve your glory
Jesus already told the story
But I love them when I'm preaching
They don't
I'm high as fuck, this a combo, I'm on my 3D from drugs
I just met two new plugs, took 'em down, he wasn't showin' no love
[Verse 1: BIG30]
Brr, ayy,
phone
But I'm always mobile
This game is a game you
Gotta have the heart for
I've turned down couple racks
On my last score
I'm tryna get couple stamps
proud
No faking straight up taking you down
I'm saying
It's gone take a few rounds
Not talking yager to the face but will chase you around
You safe for
for that
'cause I'm, one third, naughty
Look into my eyes yeah you know me
Ain't nobody pimpin like us three
Call us masters, o.p.p
though
Never open that door
Make your life kick back slow
All the drugs, all the drugs
[Verse 1: Danny Sunlight]
I’ve been overspent cause my past gone
down to hell,
But I can’t kill my pride,
So I’m climbing down the ladder where I fell.
Pre
Take each breath as it comes,
When envy calls I bite my
calling that the broke code
Pull up McLaren, I forgot to keep the door closed
Nigga know I'm rich, Ian fucking on a dork hoe
Know I stay with the cash, I
on Capo-Confuscious/ I don't give a fuck about no Ruthless, I never talk about Bone/ Get'cha thug on, pass the Hennessy and I'm gone
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Shit, I'm
have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh
me fakin'
When it comes down to money that's what I'm making
Don't try and take my shit yo, I know Lex yo
I'll have a fit yo
I'll turn the whole
My evidence is satus with hoes
Bloody Polos
Pullin' in car do's
And cut up Jabos
[Chorus: x2]
I'm down the blast for my homies
And cash for
aiming straight up real high
Gone make some changes elevate my mind
It's not a race I'm finna take my time
They can't hold me down
Got this off the ground
to get by
Up on A1 and A3 shooting wilas to the homies tryna stay free
I'm claustrophobic in this bitch feel like I can't breathe
Prison life is like
door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad kids on a dead-end street
Told Smurf to get the keys to the Jeep
Three
Suddenly through the door was three men in suits
They said hey sweet mama who are you
I said im ice cream tee and who may you be
I'm brother charles brother
a goalie
Smoked 3 other Og’s we up in the whip fuck the police
Heat up in the stash when i ride pass laugh at em like emojis
Og and funnel wrapped in
shit, I don't kick doors
Some shady shit gone go down if you play with my ken folk
Cuzzo and Buzzo, with all of my folks you gone get it
Family don't
a slap
I grip my Jack's and I leave in peace
As I stepped through the door he heard the kiss of my teeth
Minding my own business, rolling down the street
back!)
[Ludacris]
How you ain't gone FUCK?, bitch I'm me
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P
CEO, you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
Still die by yourself so why keep you a crew
They stay looking down that’s the reason I grew
Don’t need me a homie don’t need me a boo
I'm in tune with
the heart you don’t need applause
I heard the greedy talk, can’t help but be appalled
When that cheque comes, I’m a have to bust it down
Then touch the town
gon' claim we was best friends when
I'm dead and gone in my coffin
I don't hang around you niggas
Now you probably know the reasons
I be chillin' by
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