Lyrics:
Remember times
I would grab the Henny
I would drain a 5th
I was popping percys
Til my brain started damaging
Turned to a fiend
Lil n*gga i'm a man again
When
that she can't bake a cake
And she looks like a doll while she dance on the pole (what)
Ain't nobody gonna mess with me (no)
Forty-five's in my pocket
Make him disappear like magic
You better duck your fucking top
Or this 4-5 it get to clapping
Hold on, I had to give dem dead opps
A moment of silence
ten feet around need a fatter V
Make her burst at the seams like fatality
Bro told me he thought i farted got gas on me
Shit stink like a vat of pee
these drugs that I'm ingesting, I ain't never injected
So let me tell you, that boy 5 been a issue since I crawled up out my mama's tissue
On y'all's ass
Way that I can Pretend probably Come in here with Five and I Might leave back out with Ten I might go and drop the bomb Then Shop with Lon and get
the kid selling out Barclays
Five bitches on my roster, I gotta hit 'em all like a parlay
I could do this shit all day, no cap
Been a long day making dope
top 5 yall can bullshit with
Rap for real Ha
Young Blake Carrington building me
A dynasty
Ralph lauren matchin bucket fuck it
Who fly as me
Once again
bruler
En vrai de vrai sa m'fais marrer d'voir a quel point j'suis trop futée
J'ai jamais fais de G.A.V
Et j'avoue qu'cest une fierté (eheh)
A l'école
five, six my team
My team is completing the game
I need change and I hope you got what I came for
I wanna say I have enough but I need more
Your brother
gon' miss, I changed
Thinking about things that I gave and that I've Gotten
For to eyes to see, they gave me the compound V
And now I'm a monster, so
La gasolina de mi cuerpo es tu perfume de Dior
Nada puede calmarme ni causar este dolor
Mi-Miércoles de noche 5:00AM en el reloj
Y por dentro hecho
the equivalent, go back for the math if you feeling it
Rappers wrapped on the outside of your house in a box
In five minutes with minute ship, yo, tell me something
stuck up in a 9 to 5
That's not the way I'm meant to live my life
It's just the way that life keeps moving
Tune in
Stuck in the air cartooning
Looney
Remember when I used to be that guy
That you confide too
Five years later, I'm the only one you lie to
Bitch I really had all these feelings from day one
Why
love you
When I've lost hama neshamwari who've never died
Before four five
Three words are
Dead to me
And six so deep
Cast plastic costumes in a casket
Never fit in, always meant to stand out
Devil fuckin with me, think he got it planned out
4-5 wit a blick , slant route, pivot shit
Don't trip, never
again)
Did a show last week my money still waiting (weh it deh)
5 meetings this week. Coming like I'm draking
I know haters gonna hate all on My name
Fame
roll with some hood demons
Some halls that I could be in
Conversations I should be in
Like Mr. Top 5
I'm on the rise
Like the judge leaving his chambers
through years
A couple cool kids
Couple friends some shooters
Couple friends who clueless
Couple work that 9-5 or cruising for them pink slips
Cousins i
chewing gum
Lapapo abi na one v one
Pawon lekun, gbe won sanle
Gbe won sare
Gb’emi won gan fi run
rashidi yekini in 94 excellent finish every time that I
I think it's time to face the fact
Vegas with mr 5 it all alone, nothing left, everybody left. Heartbroken, feeling dead. Outdoor, air so fresh
Now
cop, dead
Four cop, five cop, I like the color red
Six cop, seven cop, eight cop, nine
Speaking of nine lemme show you mine like(yeah)
Started from
caught, now he gon' rot
He got sent up like astronaut
Sit that boy down with one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine shots
I'm goin' now
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