Lyrics:
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
I'm gone, don't know where I'm going
Pockets on extra big, they on Samoan
Got some bad bitches all in
think I should quit smokin'
Life is a gamble and I'm playin' slots, pull it down, close my eyes and I pray I win tokens
All Wock', no pop, how we drive,
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
fire to the man up higher
I lick a shot to let him know that I'm a rider
My dreads hang to let him know that I'm a lion
Represent the jungle when
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
fum, Cassius Clay here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run
at the door
Hot country biscuits in the morning time
Hello Mr. Jackrabbit, Mr. Mesquite Tree
I'm 29 years from Cisco, Texas
But I really haven't gone anywhere
the building
Okay, day time soldier, night time rider,
911 survivor,yeah I feel u, and who am
I to try to keep hope alive
When I'm seeing dead babies floating
with a window peek stare
And your good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And your heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
And your
the flame and smoke
I'll call you up if and when I reach hope
Gone a little ride
Baby I'm gone
I'm gone a little ride
Baby I'm gone
I'm gone
our sins in the flame and smoke
I'll call you up if and when I reach home
Gone on a ride, baby, I'm gone
I'm gone on a ride, yeah, baby, I'm gone
I'm
different, how I'm a man in my position
Can't stop slippin' down these slopes
'Cause it's all just downhill from there
As a kid I didn't learn that, but now
you're going (Yeah)
Or when you're coming home (Alright)
I left the keys under the mat
(I'm coming home, mama)
(Mama, I'm coming home)
To our front door
I'd have written it down, the way that things played out
When she was kissing him, how I was confused about
Now she should figure it out, while I'm
uplift me
Trees and branches catch draft
When I'm choppin down a path-
To walk down, actually don't even know how talk sound
I'm trying to stop
fum, Cassius Clay here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run
Fizzace?)
Feelin' I'm gone come fuck wit you
(Come on down loco)
Ai please have some bitches please
(Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha
Locc I been hustlin' all
First and the third in row (whoa)
Junkies, they beatin down the door (woo)
Thumb through that check when I count up that check
Like I'm playing three
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Let's get this show on the road
I'll show you mine if you show me yours
I'm breathing hard - open the door
Chorus
fire to the man up higher
I lick a shot to let him know that I'm a rider
My dreads hang to let him know that I'm a lion
Represent the jungle when
priestly medications with that sound coming
through the wall." Thin walls you understand. The Priest put down his
dropper, cold hall, and knocked on the door
(yeah)
Must by my clone 'cause you ain't my son
And your bitch know I shine like one
Not number three, number two, I'm one
Never took a L, 'cause I won
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