Lyrics:
babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows
to see my moms
my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
See some niggas that ain't like
riding down E-L-V-I-S P-R-E-S-L-E-Y
Shades on my face, you can tell he high
Three white bitches, gettin head like a whale
Three black bitches with a tail
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def'
Kids is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we
that AK-47 be spinning men
Obama was Black and I'm proud but fuck that my favorite President is Benjamin
Just like the Reverend I'll leave you holy
If
big bread
Tryna be the greatest, that shit been dead
I'm tryna be the happiest that I can be instead
I'm tryna get ahead like a fetus
Money don't
think that animals believe in God?
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal have lives
That are filled with
Subtractions
hear don't be like me
Bruh they need role models, far as I can see, so what it be
Know you gotta get by any means, but this door is a machine
Built
reality
Or that he doesn't like to be alone
That's why he's always watching those dumb YouTube videos
If the TV's not on, he feels like someone is there
it up Live it Up
Get famous
Oh I been here before been here a minute fam
Im sitting by the door go check my Instagram
I need a milly coors... I need
We're live in Marin City
Joining the manhunt for
The four suspects in the Marin City massacre
Where six police officers and
Three informants have
arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rat
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty three hours in the cell by myself
Man
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
the subject
Lately, the way that I been out here packing this heat, had to go and upgrade all my Luggage
Mainstream not putting us on, gotta break down the door
my nigga Woo, get it on your door like it's Deliveroo
Or that boy we did it to, them niggas must be dumb
I got a couple businesses, but, still, my
Live so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we're kicking down the doors
I wouldn't trade this life for anything, it wouldn't be
pass up no pooty
She started strippin' at the door, oh goody
I got in that ass with the quickness
Fuckin' her down with the diznick
I didn't have
these whores
Livein just to die
Livein just to live live life
Lives post to be short
Why is time not passing by
I had to close doors
Had to close them
I
crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my
Well, it was just like that that day when I set out to look for Bill.
Oh, the awful hush that seemed to crush me down on every hand,
As I blundered
that ass looking just like the
Spook that sat by the door
Known to kill ducks, skills erupt
You ask why? My reply is
"I don't give a fuck"
I'm a Panther,
understood
Diamonds after hours
I am acting like I should
Ain’t tryna be a millionaire, tryna be a billionaire
If you ain’t on that type of timing
Don’t get
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