Lyrics:
can't be wasted, wait
And you don't know nothing so stop all that talk you not gon' make it, wait
Talkin' trash keep me going
Nigga's know that I'm
Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street
There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name
To make it interesting it's me
insists on a 10-36
This here's what you give 'im:
"Four, good buddy, I made me a study
An' I figger it's the dark a' the moon, son
It's half-past spring
worth something
Don't text me what you won't say in person
It just get on my nerves when my opps get nervous
Had to switch to my 2.0 version
Gotta lock
like water whip
Minc
Yo
I'm hot as ice when it's 40 below zero nigga
I'm tryna' turn 2 cents into a kilo niggas
Cus in the hood that can make me like
the dope man strike you
He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you
There's a another girl in the dope man's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
to
contest me, the odd one out, in my family, it seems to be, but fucc it,
I'mma do me, to end, don't deal with fakeness, I'll rather be by myself,
stacc my
concealing so stoppin' for police isn't wise
Doing people wrong that only done you right isn't nice
They say, "Two wrongs don't make a right"
Whoever came
pop don't give a damn
The day I played with matches, took the stove to my hand
Hot temperature! He told me the players' version
The ego in submersion
I'm alone, I'm alone
Please, no one loves me, please
Wait, it's just you
You, please, don't go
Stay, stay, stay
fight
In the ring, I'm fighting Faze Rug (2 milli)
2 milli
(5 milli, 5 milli) , 2 milli (5 milli
We manage you) oh, okay, 5 milli manages me
Yeah, I gotta
that shit to offend
Last night, I left the office 'round 10
She still calling and pressing my friends
Then they hit my line and warn me like
She's
on the same wave malcolm x rode
On a higher level cause I left the rest
Outcast outlast f- the press
When I hit it's like a bulldozer
Boom and there goes ya
and pocket books
Been a crook
Califoolya made ya look
[Chorus: x2]
The land of the hustlas and slick choppas
Ambulance gurneys and helicopters
Gangstas
that it makes me sick
And if YOu don't like it fuck it baby why Don't ya suck my dick
And if you were a dude you would Have already been hit but i don't
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
sight, the flight attendant catch fright
I sit down in my seat, 2C
She approach officially talking 'bout, "Excuse me"
Her lips curl up into a tight
one
Fuck anybody, everybody
Trying to keep Me from my Money
They ask how I feel about it
How do I deal with the anxiety
That's handed by damn society
today
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
I've got
under spell
Follow me I lead the trail
Can't nobody help me back
Back against the wall, 'bout to make it crack
Numbers never lie and I got all
never ever got to hear me say
That I love you, 'cause I waited too late
So oh, I've got to tell everybody
Don't make the same mistake
[Chorus]
mental
Be my instrumental
Make you love me
Make ya heart a winner
By yourself you cool
But you would be better if you had me too
Unprocessed food
Top
will make your body turn cold
The press will speculate and your story will be told
While your body's safely rotting in my chapel in the woods
Now, just picture me high up with my top down
On Highland and Sunset, doin' 85 on the top deck
See, step by step we're walking on stars
If you're
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