Lyrics:
Bought the AMG just so they could see my drive
Pain and pleasure always coming side by side
Dropped the nine to five, now I swear I'm working more
Saint
that ain't no good
These are the things we need to teach the kids up in the hood
Black man down no one makes a sound
It's so normal now no one breaks
Talking bout how he hate it and he ain't nobody favorite
I'm like it's gone be good he like shut up nigga save it
You ain't grow like a grow up bitch you
Now 行こう
So what a sweet memory (memory)?
In my heart (in my heart)
二万人生きる(??)(??) watch out
皆もまた
So what da have to be? (so what da have to be?)
you throw me a bone?
I've been out here makin' lemonade with all your lemons
You would think by now I'd have learned a hundred lessons (1, 2, 3, 4)
a new era, y'all do the same thing
From back when, shorty's used to wear the name rings
On the necklace, now she on my check list
Runnin' out
thrill
My son started illin so I said chill
A man can't live on bread and water alone
But by every word proceeding out the microphone
My wife woke up
[Chorus]
They told me feel what you say
And say what you feel
Being fake up in these songs
That was never the deal
So fuck that
Motherfucker
thing
It's just a saying that's said by the one who said it with game
From the D to the a-n-g-e-are-o-you-s Dame
Now I spelled it again but in a different
[Buckshot]
Feavin ass, creepin ass, my man's black path, ease up off the Av.
You don't make me laugh, I'm dead serious to the core
Brother, you
Eyo
We are now approaching the end huh
Hope you still with me
I was saying to Bo Brady You know
We dough to start this one like
First winning
you got it in music
Was it for the people or popular status or do you refuse it
Do you remember the hunger, the struggle, the come up
The need for your
Shoutout all the motherfuckers that's been doubting me
This shits for you and only you
'23
16
Come find me
Bitch I'll be up in the clouds
Smoking
the lyrical super friends, again
Hey, if I'm a trash rapper, blow up, I'm a loser
I'm here with the homie, we lyrically super
Keep coming at us and you see I'm
The change up, it's lit
The more I think about it
The more I dream about it
The more I really know my niggas really be about it
Risk
Hope you find what you
pride, nigga be rid'n' by just like that can lose they life
now two families fightin', momma's cryin', askin' God why, why you put this pain in my heart,
thank you, Jesus
Boy, boy, I see you fake flexing
I ain't even gotta lie
Liquor all in my liver
Weed all in my eyes
Woop
Cops pull up by surprise
She hit
to a ham, I'm Dr. Seuss
Do a drive by in a Hellcat, comin' out the roof
Fucked your bitch, recorded it, I walked out with proof
Pockets swole, I just had
the track waitin' by the main line
Listen to the rumble rockin' rhythm and time
I was swingin' with that jump up beat
Down on Track 49
Well I used to be
can't forget the screams
Late at night, clinging to the beams
Wonder, is he understanding what I mean?
Saying don't go now, yo, please
'Cause I was
Baby, why you tryna' blame me?
Even though I'm dryin' up on patience
You know I'm the same me, maybe
We could try doin' somethin' fun tonight
We
allowed to watch
Now you don't have to listen
To the shapes that I make with them
Are you only on a mission
Is it fine that I miss them?
Walking
Changing strings,
And banging on things
A couple of girls from the school
Would listen to KISS
(With rockets for fists)
Acting like
days
Okay now
This is our Christmas song
In case you don't know what to get somebody for Christmas
There's lots of ideas in here, so, listen
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