Lyrics:
on today's lottery
Okay, must be a lucky day
Gotta be
Oh my God, you're so excited
My Nina flew in at 3 A.M. Last night!
Sweet, Abuela's been cooking
to have the last laughter
'Cause even when I'm gone I'm reappearin' in the after
I have to, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with
confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions
First I told you about the skank that I was
feeling the right guy
Them boys them for stand by
Small time money go come, I go spread you 3h
Every day you go stay fly
Nor nor I tell no lie yo nyanduu is
got with music cause I love it and it is my passion
Remember days with three strings just tryna make it happen
Piano lessons with the keys
I can't find
the strength of Magica, we will be
triumphant. Many will perish, but Magica and our souls
cannot be restored until three days have passed. Take
heart my
never subtract and one day learn to relax
Make jokes and stop being crass
Find love that will always last
And sleep when the sky is black
Not 3am tossing
de3 O! Nyame ay3 sing the Kumbaya
Me kruwa nay3 abusu Nti matu abura
Mo tutuu y3 poles
Still naa YaReache y3 goals
Mo p3 a mon ma y3n broken glasses
bitch
Keep up quick catch a stitch wanna get rich
Harder by the day but I'm after
No stress I'm blessed My life makes sense
Makes sense
Comprehend the fat
Yeah
We bringing trap back
Stuffed three p's inside my backpack
Prayin' til somebody hear me screamin
I don't know it's angels or it's demons
rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Rolllin'
You got me ro-o-o-llin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Days roll by they roll too
I live my life, like it's my last day
Hit skins like she's my last babe
Hit the road, like it's the last time
I write this shit like it's my last
to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga
(2X)
[C Murder]
Nigga back in the days I was afraid of the police
just another paranoid drugdealer
Tommy, Tommy
Now Tommy was a pensioner, an O.A.P.
He’d fought in both wars, for you and me
Lived in the city, in a cold damp home
He lived the last
to have the last laughter
'Cause even when I'm gone I'm reappearin' in the after
I have to, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with
throw your deuce up
At the pool party you broke my heart
Kissing on some guy in Papaya
That’s when I said
Fuck this shit,
Its Day 3 and I love bitches
that cog was just like a dream
But now three days later ask cool Moe
You feel burnin' sensation down below
You're a true blue victim of a punk-ass
a P, left me no other choice but to set her
Last one to sleep, first one to wake, money come in by the racks
I don't like giving I'd much rather take,
body was floatin' Last I docked, he said, like, grah, grah, grah, broh
Look, they be talkin' hot, I don't even know him So for that, I'ma hop out
the fact I really came from nothing, I gotta stay focused
November 6th, sick to my stomach, I seen three split open
Ever since that day, I keep it on me,
Don't feel sad that you don't yet feel P
Even I underrated P
I gave you a few proofs so you can go
And let me know if ever you need some more
I
the world, mass confusion see it day by day
Try to lock me in a box lies deception is the game they play, yeah
Wake up third eye truth it live in me and you
with three .45s
Two F&Ns, a small percentage that we gon' die
This bulletproof forever, my mom sleep better
So, she don't cry
This shit we smoke make
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
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