Lyrics:
Pour red the juice-aye with my dawg like scoob-aye
She slid but she in a mood today
She still let me slip it in like blu-ray blu-ray
Slid but she in
time but she don't go by the same name
I peeped she ain't have no time
I bought her a watch
I don't even care I'm in my prime and I crush a lot
Ask her
scratch this
The ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's
was only appraised at forty-two
Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
of people, who
with the OPPS
I say fuck a Nintendo
Just bought a new iPhone from the store
That's a rack get shot in 4k hoe
Took a L last year
Got to learn from
Ya ass ain't comin' back
Last night was a good day bought
30k up off my traps
My trap, it be coming with issues
Gotta keep swishers and pistols
If
too fake my life a movie like Blue-Ray I got bloods I got crips at ya toupee fuck ya vest they gon knock out ya membrane (boom boom boom boom) started
on a summer day
How the murder be cold blooded
Died on a summer day
Blood pools chilling the city
Under them summer rays
My brain numb
Thanks to this Ex pill
punch counter, in bunches out of anger
I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown
Black hoodie with a scythe, I laughed in his face, spit
Bi- gave me
the Walmart walls
Little baby with large balls
Fuck mud slingin', I'm blood flingin'
There's nothing on this fuckin' Earth better than bein' the
King
the family 'cause niggas ain't with you
Feelin' myself 'cause I copped a new pistol
Ikey gon' blow, Rex totin' on the low
Bought a lens for the scope, guns
Blade, ready to die
I was born ready, motherfucker
Daywalker, daywalker
Daywalker, daywalker
Yo, yo, yo
It's the feast of the blood with
have it running
I know I’ll get it by default it’s gonna come with money
Ray is chasing one rabbit only not other bunnies
So when people start
I am sliding in my whip
I got Dior all on my fit
Rocking them Ray Bans with the seat back
In the bag in the back got the purp' in a zip
I am hiding
at the blood in my piss
Cold as my heart
Tend to get better with this
By the time when I wasn't
Just cold from the start
Grabbin' the K with intentions
You bust
was safe from my ray
But this bitch "mark 2" (too)
Double D Tits I go knockers
Diss by the night, but it's cool he'll be dead by noon
But it's cool,
, in a puddle of blood.
Hell's up under that mud.
They I know I'm gonna pull it.
My sawed-off draws them bullets.
I'm being pressured by these niggas
with such stamina
Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at 'cha
Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'
Catch cases, come out fronting, smoking something
ray j
I haven't found my Kim wait do I need a ray j
Its so crazy and looking fresh on the daily
Get the fuck out my way with ya crew so lame
Look
right cause I be serving niggas with a quick shuffle
Niggas be broke just getting by because your bitch love you
Now if I fuck your bitch you put inside
in the house
They wanna hear me talk like I got guns in my rap
I ain't even like that, I just got one in the back
Shit, bought these Ray-Bans, blockin'
cogs inside the same machine
Programmed for conformity
We're being engineered to live with hate inside us
We bought into the scheme they peddled
I've been to London, I know what it's like
Just keep your head down and you, you live your life
The worlds a circle with a cross inside
We're one
that the one who made you told you what you're worth
Repeat after me
I'm a blood bought, battle fought, all my shame long gone
Made new child
that the one who made you told you what you're worth
Repeat after me
I'm a blood bought, battle fought, all my shame long gone
Made new child
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