Lyrics:
I'm too far gone
Yeah
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach
head on the pavement by the store lil nigga
You can come get you a bowl my nigga
448 get em gone my nigga
See that drac out then it's a go my nigga
Put
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
Lil Homie, everybody tryna get with you
Lil Homie, stay focused, got shit to do!
They say what don't break a nigga make a nigga
I woke up out my
Yeah, man, you know I do too motherfuckin' much, I'm Mr. Go Too Far
They might try to come and supersede me after all this shit I'm talkin'
You
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
of thugged out militainment
I'm here to see the president of the record label
I believe his name is Mr.Isenhawk
I been out here quite some time
So, aww can you
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue
I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
bitch crossed me like Ai but i aint fall still on my pivot
Had my heart broke by these bitches my trust gone cant be committed
But wit you that shit hit
they chit chat
Now the shit that I'm bout to say gone stick to yo head
Just like a motherfucking thumb tack
I got my heart broke and I lost me some
was milk chocky
And 50 Cent was just a lil' change in the pocky
Headphones don't copy though
The same kid with the loud audio
Lame Mrs. K probably gone
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
Mr4pound tryna get loose uh
40 gotta kick like a jitsu uh
Shorty eating d*** til she get full
I was ina trap by myself sellin pit
Food
I be moving wit a big
the same as all you niggas from the cap
Oh shit just a lil bit I talk too much
It was funny when you niggas hit me up
What's up we ain't talk much
Said that
won't speak on that nigga
We could really get you hit or set up by a lil' bitch nigga
Better stay up in ya lane fore' you get split now lil' nigga, aye
Montana
Snow senalo wela
I bet you won't run up on me lil one o kawatega
Move the bricks stay on your feet lil one ro gazatela
The Glock 9 really gone bang
him a new case
That s*** I used to tell my walkie lil' itchy
All he did was smoke weed and drink coffee, I know he miss me
To my man Lil' Nell, stay up
bitch with a tan like
Sucking me up by the lake
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate lil nigga say I
I can't relate lil nigga no i
I can't relate
to Texas, straight diamonds skip the gold
Great timing don't miss the goal
You talking to Mista chose
Shawty you gone ride? Stick by my side
You gone be Mrs
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
like a plane
Roll up that lil flame
No we do not smoke on the same
Lil nigga just stay in your lane
On the way to them racks
Imma let my money stack
I
like this here
[Mr. G-stacka] Yeah
[Big Pimp] Yeah, let Gangsta represent first for his lil' baby why'knaw'msayin?
He ain't got nothin' but one so he
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