Lyrics:
want your bitch fuck you
I be getting easy money like it's free
I be robbing niggas in my sleep
Real Estate investing with my niggas
Ain't none of these
you
Think I should have fought for
Your heartah forget it
I should have spent more
Time with Uncle Herman
If I made these changes would I still
Be
head up at this trick
Bossed up like it was nothin'
I met her off the Blue Sky, I truly never knew why
But yet, the pimpin' in that whore, she loves
sour puff
Remember when I use to watch the girls
Power puff
Them times was simple
Life was so easy
Now life is so hard
It feels like it squeeze me
fuckin wit shit I did
26 and been through it
Tellin it like it is
Comin up with tight shit
To make your girlfriend love me
Hunt me like
and Karrueche
I should have pulled some fly shit and had them date each other
Lemme talk my shit
I told y'all was gon be a lovely evenin', I told you
This
you're at it why don't you throw away your Jodeci tapes
Cause you can be forever my lady, but I ain't with no baby
Ah, ah, no ifs ands or maybes
I ain't
town thought I was amazed
Knew I was fronting, I had the army in range
It's most of us popping pains
Selling drugs in the rain trynna make money
Maintain
Sasha P hmm alright Ty
I'll do anything to be the only one you like like like oh my
I'll do everything to want to have you by my side side side
Can
what to do and there's a fork in the road
No I'm not your man, don't wanna give and take
Don't wanna play it safe
Don't wanna stay where I am
My
days it wasn't easy
A little girl with big dreams
I use to struggle with loving me
Took a while for me to see
Everything I ever needed was inside me
your hand I would hold
I hate to admit it but the truth it was not told
My soul
And every now and then when I realize how it's been
I know faith will
me how to put together a biscuit
Yeah he was a military man
You know it's nothing to pop cans
I ain't ask for your 2cent but thanks a lot fam
My girl
(You can be a part of it)
Just park your bark at twenty paces, hold this target, while chorus picks apart your shit
(Man)
City bread the brittle cheap
to breathe
Yeah
Drop down on your knees
Yo kneens
I'm easy to be pleased
Yup
Been runnin it since I was teen
a teen
Teen
They turning the prince to a king
Yeah
to be that person when my verse comes out their kid's lips
That shit's as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit
Signed "Charlie Scene" on your
to strive and stay a live, no ditty
It's easy to die when you're living for the city
That's how I'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how I'm living
That's how
Didn't ask you pronouns uh
I'm who whatever you tryna be
I don't even try to stay compete
It's different rules when owning the team
Now play your position
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet
You know what I'm saying, the vet,
you had them Things on slippas
Now of days
My opps rap my verses
More proof I can't be stopped By your curses
We'll all see the true outcome
But
anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that
on some stupid fucking trend
Some shit that's gonna be gone by next year
Wear your hair like a girl
Wear girls pants like a fucking queer
Keep crying
before you’re found Outasight
Took a long while didn’t know it comes easy
Had some good friends, girlfriends who didn’t believe me
This ain't no victory
is my kid now sit back and watch how a grown n***a handle his biz
Errybody thought I was done
I be like damn I do this for fun
If it was it for me who
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