Lyrics:
get with me
If you got kids muthafucker
If my enemies love they kids
I’ma let my lil' homeboys ride
On you busta muthafuckers
'Cause y’all don't feel me
Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
I laugh at these niggas
I'ma laugh at these niggas
I just laugh at these niggas
HA! HA! HA!
I laugh at these niggas
Go get a bag
Connect with her
up when that shit gets old?
Maybe it never gets old and that's just how it goes
Last table left in Carbone
Callin' plays on a rotary phone
I take
But then she whispered shared a little laugh with her friend
I can understand if you aint feelin a cat
But blatant hatin on a brotha
What the deal with
difference is they never ask for me
Often I spat all the facts that was asked of me, talk all my shit & they laugh at me
Now when they see me they clap for me,
And you still hating you pussies always make me laugh
Laugh ye laugh ye
Ill make it first place and leave you last
Ye ye
I'm on a mission
Ye ye
l'm setting
Face to face thats how i like to handle it
Save the day you can call me mr anderson
Cypher dead these niggas they talking presidents
Pockets is trash
the goal
They treated me like I was hoe
ATF at my door
Is Mr. Offset at home?
Momma told the nigga no
We really live by the code
Heavy choppers
every afternoon
Sit down by his side and say "Hi"
And then I ask him his opinion of the world situation
And I wait for Mr. Frump's reply, and Mr. Frump
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
your girl feeling juicy
Gunman gonna make a movie
My girls acting boujee
Lil shawty, aye, she showing her boobies
I get the bag, shout out to Gucci
Mr
hidin I'm gon locate ya bitch fore the cops come find em
Killstreak
See im really bout my craft never coming last get the bag i can keep with the lil
She's just mad she can't treat me like a loan
Bad lil bih
Got it on my phone
Two cell phones, which one I don't know
Got a bag, when I count it I
I be your favorite tune?
I want to be your breakfast in bed
And baby I'll be your food
Mr. Too Damn Good To You
Yes sir, hmm
you've been hurt
to excell and exceed
By the end youll be sold but please let me proceed
Started off in John Pearl just a lil youngin
Headed off to OBMS im sproutin like
our loved ones laid to rest. Could it be that at last, may we find that warm embrace? Hey Mr. Joe, hey Mr. Joe, you and I might disagree. I don't know
eyes
Said I wouldn't stay long
Went and took the train home late last night
Laugh lines by the sides of our eyes
I don't want to let go I just want
For like everyone I did everything
But you can't turn a peasant in to a king
You fascinated by the finer things
They be tryna drain me out my energy
can hit you
I'm off a blunt, I'm feeling cocky, I might text that hoe I miss
That nigga rapping by lil' heartagram, but I'm too cool to diss you
You
by a few past homies
They want me to spend my last on em’
But who gon’ be there in my last moments?
[Bridge]
Member Buca had me sad sad
But now I
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