Lyrics:
I'm finessin', finessin' (straight up)
I came up a hunnid bands a week, straight up finessin'
La Flame
Walked in this bitch, I just got through
Meech
I'ma give it to you, how you want it?
In the jungle getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood
heartbroken mother
Her pleadings have all been in vain
She suffered to rear me from childhood
And now I'm her sorrow and shame
Young man don't sin to you
like a vase
Pop a nigga then I go out my way
Do the dash then I go out the way
Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our
seen
Her momma should have warned her
Never take up with a poet
'Cause a poet travels rocky roads
In search of truth and light
I'm the only blemish
Started with an ounce, had twenty million by the time I'm thirty
I was in and out deep in that field where niggas die by thirty
Hangin' with the killers
Young girl
Up early
Wasn't old enough to drive
Took a trip from Seminole county
With her mother by her side
Next stop
New York City
up you won't get it up
You won't show dice with a deuce at me
In the club are like 30 bands
Going hard till I prove something
Going lie on him he
on my mind
I'm in love, I'm in love with two girls at one time
And they tens, that's why I got ten on my mind
I got some M's, got a lot of M's on my
be hurtin' right by my waist band (waist band)
Just finished prayin', look in the mirror, I see a man (a man)
On all ten, I still stand, I see
to get older, couldn't wait to be someone
Now that I'm here, wishing I was still young
Those good old days
I wish somebody would have told me babe
And it gets stronger, in every way (in every way)
And it gets deeper, let me say (let me say)
It gets higher, day by day (day by day)
Oh, do I love
about her, crazy about her
Hey, I'm a lovesick son
I'm crazy about her
I was standing outside the Met one day
when she drove by in a black Corvette
me baby, now you calling me by name
It takes one to know one, yeah
You beat me at my own damn game
You push and you pus and I'm pulling away
standing by the Space Invaders
So I said can I see you later
Yeah we went for a little spin
Down to the Holiday Inn
We was young and in love
We was
Bands, bands coming in, band, bands coming in, band
You know my money, expands
You know my jet, it lands
Yeah, my hoe, a fan
Got designer, Milan
She love
as the season she's taken
In a young summer's youth, I stole her away
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
Each one of them suffering from
need.
It's too much information for me.
Hey, T.V. child, look into my eyes.
Here by intervention, I want your attention.
Promotion boy in a suit
NBA chains, put them bands on it
Do another show, a whole ‘nother check on me
Let ‘em hate, I'ma steady just flex on ‘em
In the studio with Eli
Bitch we
And I'm homeless on the street
And I'm sleeping in Grand Central Station
It's okay if you're sleeping with me
As the years they pass us by
We stay
I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young, but if I had to choose her
Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my
sheriff I'll be going now if its alright with you boys
Those years I spent in prison stole to much time from me
I won't waste another minute if I'm really
nigga
Shoot the witness, nigga
Hold court in the streets
And convict this nigga
Oh, dickless nigga
Man, I'm runnin' with the blocka
Young Money
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