Lyrics:
you man?
What's up with you man?
Man I'm doin' good
Dropped a freestyle and an album boy I'm back a fat nigga runnin' laps around
Other rappers might
like you
Trust we gonna make it through
Depression, we hiding all the clues
Blocking what comes around before it gets to you
I'm doing things I thought
to that project for a sacrifice
That Calliope got that dope for less
Fuck around that bitch if you want, and get left
Brains hangin' off the steps,
to oppose me, what I do is
Hard to maneuver around, I see the future as now
I keep acutely devout, until she gives me an angle
I'm steady shooting these
rock pastel
Got your hip-hop essence out of the Cross Colours catalog
while I launch technology
Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my
buns
Cus i’m a fatass nigga that loves food
Rather hang out w yo mom or sum ion know
Maybe sum else sum else maybe sum else help
Send me a text bitch
Get
a-wipe school lad foresmeared
And now Misato said the kind you pass on whence they come
They come to play then see me come around the pool
I'll push it
burn
Aye, I'm on Auto pilot
Yeah, I got my phone on silent l
Aye, bitch don't make me get violent
Call me Nick Cannon all my niggas They by wilding
Like you aint with your daughter
Your mother no other
Don't bother
Love rules everything around me
If i always had to keep it grimy
If i ever get to win
slam it, thank you, come back
Nah dude man I'm Kool-Aid
I'ma go be super black somewhere
That I'm not called stupid
But I won't forget what you did
Took
buisness
Yo I'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic
Rock ya like Robbin', I Clock ya like Spike
Lee, S-T-R-A-N-G-L-E cooler then ?
That's what bitches
tell you what I want to do.
I want to love you, want to hug you, want to squeeze you too,
So let me take me in your arms, let me fill you with my
I left at
They don't wanna
see me winning
I know that's a fact
They'd rather see me
sitting by the corner
on crack
They'd rather see me
one for me
You the only one that I want
A-L-Y shawty you
Know that I love you
A-L-Y shawty
Put no one above you
A-L-Y shawty don't care
What we go
up,
Come with me and watch come people get done up.
Recking shop just for fun bro, is the motto we life by,
And all I’ve got is my fam,
So if you mess
like a stack of hunnids in my hand
So I'm feeling really blue let me put you in the mood
I can't get up out my bag tell me all about a L?
Tell you what
the sheltered, underground fan
Too intelligent for play on your FM band
So I thought to crossover, but I left them plans
My resolve's to do me and do the best I
tell you what I want to do.
I want to love you, want to hug you, want to squeeze you too,
So let me take me in your arms, let me fill you with my
go everyday thinkin' what it'd be like if y'all never left
It's just unreal for me to believe that you're gone
As I see it, there ain't gon' be a way
chillin', bloggin' and what not (okay)
I stumbled across this one nigga, reminded me of a young Pac (right)
I asked Dame if he heard of Dizzy he said, "Come
enough, because im showing love
To niggas who won't fuck wit me until I'm up above
Imma give it tho, that's what I'm thinking of
Wrap my arms around
I don't want no bitch niggas around me, get em out my way
Tryna get this cake, stayin' in my lane
We done left him dat lake, shot him with this K
the nigga
By the way it's just y'all at the spot
Step pops left said the block was too hot
Cops looking for em said his mans got popped
Fingerprints
fast
Thought you left you in the past
What made you come back around?
Knowin’ when you see the glass
Lookin back at you’s a clown
Playin games
.jpg/216px-Linda_Gail_Lewis_1977_(cropped).jpg "Jerry Lee & Linda Gail Lewis")
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