Lyrics:
try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said, "On my dick"
life can just be attacked
Watching this morning with a beer
Is much better than relying on
Unknown cunts for mates I was given
That don't have my
Down any old back road
We drove, back roads
By the hundreds
And I know some, back roads are
Better, than others
Big brick n street lights
Or
In
to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said, "On my dick"
I
dollar bills
A hundred thousand hundred dollar bills
I want a hundred thousand hundred dollar bills
I got beats by the pound, I'm just trying to get my
holy shit
Droppin' jaws like, "whoa this kid
Is off the wall like posters with
Bill Cosby on em
A sick MC they call Rawkaward
No remedy for my problems
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right
Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when
I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
your wordplay intact
And 50 couldn't say it better
Can't find you
Show me where his mama live at
You a gangsta, I'm not one
But it doesn't mean by all
days
And that's for all my bills leaving nothing to save
I'm just cruising with my mind in the daze
Thinking bout the next way I'm gonna get paid
Don't
better
No night can ever ever measure
I'm getting faded but I ain't jaded
It can't get any any better
No night can never ever measure
Never want this
band
We got our drinks iced down and our tent poles up
Party starts when my Folks roll up
It doesn't get any better
Than bein' out here on the
SOUTH
a simp pimp
Tip tip tip make it rain in this bitch
Ha ha ha ha
I need him like everyday everyday
I wouldn't have it any other way
The other guys can go
to pray
I'm talking brows fleeked
Bills paid
Grades fleeked
Ready to slay
Man, what a girl
Who better know the game
To face a cold world
Make her to prey
your pictures
Re-defined like what a synonym is
Trust me, it doesn't get bigger than this
I don't feel sloth so get rid of it
Now the rest of the sins;
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
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these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in?
in this cycle?
Is there any way to get out of it? Is what I always asked
But I now I have la luz
I realized I just need to give the wounds more time
By Twelve than carried by six
You gotta run real hard to style like this
I got my Gucci on and it match my kicks
It's Mr PoloSport XL type fit
I told
around me)
Yo, straight up son (CREAM, get the money)
That's what it's about
(Dolla dolla bill, y'all)
It's all about this cream, y'all
(Cash rules
the world
And do it in a time while they're still here in this world
You gotta give me grace
Look, I'm just tryna get by
Life is so hard
I've gotta figure
I'mma do it, get it by any means
Serving food for the thought like it's rock to the fiends
I said this shit for years boy, this life ain't what it seems
of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these
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