Lyrics:
a picture, but I sink in my soul
Cause I feel like someone I don't even know
I've been running from my life
Hiding in a three by five inch fake plastic screen
inch
And I bag it and I sell it
Every time I'm with a bitch it is your bitch
Gotta avoid the ticket
You know the way that I whip it
Two door with 3 girls
done left for Sprint
And the truth can't get through to the electorate, we're still gettin' duped
By the pundits that they choose, don't like the view,
And the truth can't get through to the electorate, we're still gettin' duped
By the pundits that they choose, don't like the view, then call it fake news
But they
okay
Here we go, like we should
Like we should, like we should
Like we should
Some wear a suit and tie, they don't wanna remain average
Some wear a suit
since Max, nigga, facts (woo)
The real is back (the real is back, nigga)
I don't care who you shot, your G pass revoked, you just a rat (rat ass nigga)
we had caught a couple charges
All my cars at least three-hundred thousand, ain't buy no fuckin' Charger
I don't know who done hyped these niggas up,
fuckn assassin
Cid Kidd got the spit like a muh fuckin dragon
Cold from out the pit u dont wanna know what happens
Sold my fuckin soul jus so that i can
an inch
Bitch flinch, I'll be on that ass quicker than nick
I done spent to much time earning my respect
My rights and lefts leaving you missing teeth like
like Tic Tac Toe
Check out the roster cleared 6 feet
Sponsored by Nike we are elite
Just like Max I am the center
Get back on bottom we know you
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
on it, jam on and on, on and on it
And if you're feelin' like you want to dance all night
Then go on ahead and flaunt it
'Cause jammin' on is what we do
people (on God)
Never been a snitch, I don't know, I ain't seen 'em (uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people
This bitch like
before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi
before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi
before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi
're relaxing, we're relaxing [fart and cough together] three, two, two --
Gary phelps: I was just going to ask you if you could maybe stop doing that. I can't
don’t wanna
See we shine
So they started with the rip signs
MX don’t really talk much
Cause am still in my trapping zone
Eeee
He was talking like
Yeah i said it's Kid Ink baby
Turned to the max like TJ
Body tagged up like the bottom of the freeway
Game on lock
You niggas need to get a key made
Courts be hangin'
Ah huh, that's it baby
Beep diddy beep, will I call you maybe
Sky Pager looks like a Phaser
That's the attire of a Northwest player
chains on (okay)
Three diamond bracelets, don't get flamed on (baow)
Cribs is outrageous, real different phases (yeah)
Whips like look like spaceships
be a reality we closer to
Don't know if it's love or drama when ya brother approaching you
Therefore niggas prepare for war like soldiers do
I hope for
raising
All my dawgs we solid like rocks
Told me he need it
I pass him a knot
We charge by the hour
They checking the clock
We fucking the drums
And we
a dawg (We on top of da world)
Ya got diamonds round ya neck, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world)
Ya ride 20 inch flats, ball like a dawg (Top of da
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