Lyrics:
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
through
Hard to keep in touch when I'm always on the move
You tell me that you love me, I don't know what I would do
If you wasn't by my side, will I be
Gucci socks with the Fendi jeans
Rockin' vans by any means
I'm from a city we bout that cheese
We get the bread by any means
Middle finger like fuck em
gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggaz
the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three,
On the sand at your Malibu house holdin' a cordless
Talkin' to lawyers accountants investments
Money doubles, triples protected hard work you manifested
, and fuck, spreadin' all there shit,
without a fucking thought inside their head,
kill, and kill, give it to them hard,
see how much they're fucking when their
I've seen her around the wrong side of town
She's smoked dope with the best of them
She's the queen of hard liquor dreams
Best damn women that I've
Life been hitting so hard bro
But I kept pushing…. Don’t give up bro
Trenches kids
Trenches boys, fuck! We was grinding still
We was working, we was
not around me I find it hard for me to breathe
And when you're not drowning me I wanna help our love succeed
You know I'll stay by your side
Won't get
Work hard, itchy palms put some Mula in it
Play hard, spend it all, you know how to get it
Ray Charles, I don't see, nothing but my business
Every
You make me sick
It's hard for me to stick around
When there's fuck all left
We've really fucked this town
I'm high as I can get
It's hard to give
to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets (all in my pockets)
I was going hard (by the magic hour)
We were
slat
Check this out, nigga
I was failin' in my class, so I fucked my teacher
And I treat her like a thot, fuck her by the bleacher
Grab that Bible, tap
was suffering
Bought a condo in Buckhead
Like a condom that's scuffed up
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Love it, they need it
The illest young'un
style is too hot
You know I'm lava
Instinctive just like MacGyver
Pop haters, like they surprised
Don't fuck with those night riders
I treat my rap book
Genovese, you can't compare
Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the majority
Of niggas lookin hard at me,
Dolphin
Jail I was a hard head
Fuck what tha guard said
Actavis pints by my bed
Just like tha free world
Rappin' got me paid
But I played off in tha G
Without the things that made me?
Bitter eyes say all
Would have could have should have
Still lost
So hard to reconcile
Destined?
Who am I
Without the things
I woke up by the river on a tree close to the garden, the grass beneath my feet reminded me of the promise, lands so sweet they literally flowed
Bravestarr moto, Moto, Moto, Moto
Ayy, she lovin' the way that
I fuck up my wrist
(Fuck up my wrist, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
She lovin' the way that
find it hard to do
Goldie of the game, everything bout to change
You gettin' stripped for ya shit, niggaz thought you knew
I'm rhymin' and designin',
to make me shout
Slurping hard
Sucking harder
Lost my v card
But long ago, duh
I wanna die by your dick
Choke me with it now
After all its pretty thick
Come
S.L.I.M.E. slimiest snakes robin the bank yeah
Big drip dior, fendi, roccon amiri, alexander mcqueen yeah
All these hoes be green
We fuck by
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