Lyrics:
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
for one, take it however it come
You black, better get you a gun
I ain't dying for nothing, but anyone shooting my son
I'm coming to shoot
again
Askin bout my music and my plans
I picked you up and held you in my hands
Played it cool but told you in advance
That I ain't lookin for another
prackis
Checkin Hov off the check list, shogi on y'all, this ain't chess or checkiss
Gotcha thinking I'm talking bout you, flustered, you steadily
Givin me
thinking bout broads
But all of them hoes done got fucked by my dawgs
I woke up think bout loyalty
N***** is not so I give em up joyfully
I woke up thinking
on what's really important
My mind is really distorted
I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call
the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing,
the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah buddy, laugh, it's funny
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing
I'm past bluffing,
ain’t got a thing on me
No, these bitches ain’t got nothing on me
Oh, but when I do what I do
Stunting me and my crew
I had your back when you were down
a nigga could switch so quick
From wearin' lipstick, to smoking on chronic at picnics
And now you think you're bigger
But to me you ain't nothing but
a nigga could switch so quick
From wearin' lipstick, to smoking on chronic at picnics
And now you think you're bigger
But to me you ain't nothing but
would realize I'm creative
Runnin' thru the simulations and it's soundin' like a plan
I ain't a hundred I'm a thousand cuz my entrance always grand
You
really care 'bout what they say
Everything I am now walks by faith
Yes, I'm holding on to promises
In You, I believe
Nothing gonna change my mind
I'm set
At the end of the day, there ain't nothing wrong with spirit
If I see a big booty, on my momma I'm going near it
Me and Alex in this bitch nigga, don't be
never solo
Homies on the block
And there's one in the window
Fake big face get you popped in your dome dome
Ooh ooh
Twelve ain't got a lock on us
Drive by
for them
I ain't ever been the G at the bar
That get them bitches hella wet just by seeing his arms
You know the boy about the leg work
I plant
give a damn bout how other folks
Treat you man
I just wanna let you know pimp,
You ain't missin' nothin' homeboy
Real Talk
[Chorus]
I know
the majors
I got status like the mayor
Smoking Exotic yeah I'm talking different flavors
She wanna kick it I'll see you later
If ain't bout no money I'll talk
nothing so there's no discussion Mannn
You ever weigh dust upon a scale
It weighs nothing
Yahweh say they're dust and they ain't nothing
You ever weigh
from the gutter
I came from the bottom of the muthafuckin bucket
Nigga I ain’t have nothing
What you know about the struggle
I ain’t have a dime or crumb
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
green got yolla
Got purple by the pound haze
Fluffy like your sofa
That's how we move it
Like it ain't nothing to it
Get the work bust it down
And run
, nothing, nothing new)
You thought that we had something going, live in misbelief
To think 'bout how you know you'll never get the best of me
Red dot
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