Lyrics:
she acting like that
So Chris pleads with her but things don't improve
She's got a device on her chest that must be removed
Now Wesker is dead but he
money, money, money, money ain't the motive
What's your name again? Nobody knows it
Don't speak to me nigga, you not important
I'm focused
They say I'm
and try to attain whatever
Vibe it is that I want to put out on a record
So I think that I've achieved like
"27?" I don't give a fuck what
You think about
last name should be lynch (Marshawn)
That bitch gon' take her mile, even though you gave a inch (She'll take it)
All this green in my pocket remind me
when I give it to ya
They don't know, shit about the new Jim Crow
Cash apps taking all my dough
And they don't know, sucka shit that I forego
Homeboy
about the goblin, I thought it can't be true,
Believing in these monsters, was something I outgrew.
But it happened in the port hills, he caught me
live it (I live it)
You talk about it I go get it Yeah
Bouncin' that bitch like a uzi, I keep it ma she a groupie, I just be thinkin' bout bookie
It's
to bragging
Know I eat on that pussy like madness, ayy
Aye This That Slatt talk, nigga, come give me your pack
Nigga snitched on LuhK, so I'm taking his hat
I
We're on the fourth now but there was a line
Where I talk about like your eyes were
Full of diseases you said
I'm full of diseases
Your eyes were full
to the front line
It's something like the same place but it ain't safe
They took it from the human race to a tank chase
The Devil feeding off hate so he gain
I rarely ever think about a sucker MC
I go platinum, it's just like slapping 'em, bitch
Short Dog in the house, starting some shit
MC's rock
me talk about it We gone be about it
I'm a get it any means (Ok)
I'm a get it any way (Ok)
This is real life today Aye! (Prophet!)
He don't like me his
me talk about it We gone be about it
I'm a get it any means (Ok)
I'm a get it any way (Ok)
This is real life today Aye! (Prophet!)
He don't like me his
act like they don't know tho
Willie Lynch got my people on Avant seperated
Saying that it's just a myth but I ain't crazy,
Put the strong against
they're far from Bane
Goofy niggas Kountry Wayne
Shoot with J on Johnny Dang
Don't talk about murders see me and get nervous I'm purging he flinch he
just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin'
fucked one rapper's girl this week
Don't make me call Kim
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein'
said, "What?"
He said, "Looks like another high school shooting"
I said, "Where?"
He said, "Looks like it happened about an hour north of Miami"
I
shit change with them
I don't talk to fake hoes
I don't do no fake friends
I just sit back and I strategize on how to make bands
I can't run no lotto
blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his
This, that made me self-embrace it
Me-self the laddie in him
But he ain’t no Irish man, he’s a Filipino
Plus he’s German and Swedish but you
Don’t know
Ooh
How we do it
It's all about the music
It's all about the music
Everyday, day
It seems it's getting shorter
As the world turns round and round
This ain't the NBA, I ain't havin' a ball
Every day is a trip, but I ain't trippin'
Watch my back and don't start slippin'
Money won't talk, but it
the pussy drips
Yeah I'm an angry nigga (Fuck it)
Top notch, skipping like hopscotch
Soon, I'm gonna have the whole city locked
Watch
What, you don't know?
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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