Lyrics:
down in fair chances, then we goin' square dancin'
From Charlotte back to New York, in Miami like I'm Ant Mason
Black Soprano Family with the leverage
nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then
thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .
Wish:
. .
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
like me
With a shut my mouth made it easy, I'm
A product of North Carolina, nigga
Out of Charlotte by the way of Cleveland
Born in '91 up in Ohio
I
in your ear
And you'll be left wondering
Why you never saw it coming
Good morning
My fellow Americans
This morning
Out nation is overcome with
Shock
niggas
For the love of my bitches
If you wit' me, feel this
This is a nigga livin' his life
In gripes wit' the world
I need to be high and cop
is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke
come I lay low, I keep that fire, Fuego
But with nothing more
Reality In My City, this is Charlotte dawg
Reality In My City, this is Charlotte dawg
while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm
And make it go up and down"
And that was good advice, good advice
Good advice costs nothing, and it's worth the price
I sincerely doubt
That the world
to gone
I'm on this liquor Turn this up
Gotta deliver Bon fire Down by the River Im jus painting A picture Perfect it Making it clearer been Broken Not
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
world
Fuck up this world
Fuck up this world
Fuck up the uh
High Yellow sky dweller and the rose gold
Legend of the summer in the Rose Bowl
Came
know that you're new to St. Thomas
Place where good times are made yeah I promise
You'll love this johnny cake If I being honest
We can check out
Connected with my evil side
I got a strap on my left eye
Baby girl lookinu0027 good now itu0027s time to rock
She got the shoddy in the back
Now
Now they don’t show no respect/
All I ever needed in this life of sin/
Was a down ass girl friend/
Enjoying life together/
As the world spin/
She know
or Apostle
Hip-Hop livin' it breathing
Through my nostrils many still say militant
Feeling myself in hostile
This is music bitter critics
Can suck cock though
eyes low I'm solo
Stupid Lil nigga stuck in cycles
I swear I've gone psycho tryna find the right path for this shit
I'd probably hit a lick if I didn't
That's the hammer, I'm a do this, nana
Niggas who hunt, snatch 'em up, bite the clip, the banana
And this is for them good niggas, blow that L
And that
If man is the father, the son is the center of the earth
In the middle of the universe, then why
Is this verse comin' six times rehearsed?
Don't
If man is the father, the son is the center of the earth
In the middle of the universe, then why
Is this verse comin' six times rehearsed?
Don't
moved my mama from the hood into a fortress (that fortress)
I said I made a few million in some weeks, bitch (in some weeks)
Hey, told the world about
(Bros Made It)
Purgin' (Huh)
They don't wanna see us (see us) we be purgin'
Ski masks on it's time to slide (Slide)
And we're killers in this world
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