Lyrics:
asked me back for this beat
Maybe get some hookers to touch on my meat
I'll keep it brief so I don't have to repeat
Never been anywhere close
talk
We talkin’ that real lick talk
We talkin’ that real lick talk
Run through the back and then
Kick down your door
We taking the flat screen
Want all
full of pee!”
And you’d agree, even though you struggled with OCD
I’ll never forget that, even if you had to overreach
You had my back, dirtied your
Second that you turn your
Back, they all like, "Fuck you"
What the fuck wrong with these niggas?
I wouldn't even get on a
Song with these niggas
You might
streets ain't a game that's where niggas get left I got striped feeling like ima ref I said I'm back but yo I never left
They ain't listen I thought they
make it right back man
If you ain't talking green I'm deaf man
I shoot and never miss I'm Steph man
Your pockets hurt you looking
Stressed man Got
from the trenches?
All this free game I'm kickin', quick to go turn on my niggas that do it for bitches
You never had pressure like this, all the deals
caught me a wave
I caught some some money
We ain't gone never go back where we started
Cause back in them days a nigga was bummy
I turn all my Nike
with God and this prayer he’s just not into it
I’m interested how you sat back and never did a thing
See even though he cried out you never intervened
I stay (ha ha, ha ha)
The B-to-the-R-to-the-O-the-O-K
Place where I rest is on my born day, bust it
Sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers
I will never stop
I bust six out the roof
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
To the court we been dashin
Better respect my fashion
Got my dogs like john wick
Get them rings like sonic
Dr Dre on the chronic
Never be forgotten
Covid got me
her in a Ski mask Never finished cause I'm Slump
DJ turn me up
Yeah I got momentum
And you know we gonna run
Yeah I had the gun
Yeah I do this shit for
burden
Cleansing my soul From the hurting
Stay learning I never lose
Certain of myself
Compelled to work with the cards dealt
Turn nothing to something
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
years of track
Two hundred years of glory never to turn back
The train is called America your ticket is a dream
That left the torture of freedom for
look back or I turn to salt
Got nice watches nice cars nice bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things
Can't relate
look back or I turn to salt
Got nice watches nice cars nice bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things
Can't relate
sleep
That shit had me weak
I am the artist
Treasure hunting like I'm Charlie the Tarkin
Since days I got caught it
Raised by the hardest
Understand that
soldiers, gone wild
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
Now as the world turns
We will, we will fight for freedom
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah, we will, we will fight for freedom
Back then we talked
of Room 15 was orchestrated by a much larger force than we previously anticipated
Bugus B. Bugler was broke once again, allowing John Pussy to escape
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