Lyrics:
the beginnin'
How the fuck they think I'm done?
When I signed my deal
That's the day I finally won
I be feelin' stressed
I be takin' all these drugs
Baby mama
juss get blunted in big six hundreds
niggas done, done it
done deal nigga, been there like Dre
blowin hay in the air on the free-way
pray
forgive me God
The pressure
(You gotta find a way to deal with) dealin' with the peer pressure
Most don't understand how it is
In the world of today growin up as a young
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight
Gave you a chance but you done got sturdy
Watch out for the club we hitting a birdie
We do not care if we have to get dirty
Take it God and do not gotta
I drank all night
Grind all day
Rap hustling getting money either way
I live so good
Live like a star
Two or three G's spend it all at the bar
I done
G. A.
Belly Squad yeah
It's the remix
B-b-b-b-e-l-l-y
Everyday nah nah nah
Stop all of the blah blah blah
Come 'round and take banana
Aye
On the net he was talking shit
And he got blicked after that
Big stompers takin dubs
Yeah we winning after that
He want smoke
Then it's official
We
where you've been
Right now is when we begin
Don't care what you've done
I think I found my forever one
Money's been tight it's only getting tighter
Every
did the stars align?
or did you just find me by some chance of fate?
could this be a sign sent from the divine?
it might be a few days late
i saw you
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya niggas ain't shit
Tell 'em I said that!
He nigga lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya niggas ain't shit
Tell 'em I said that!
He nigga lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a)
[Verse 4: R. Kelly]
It's the remix
Now if you walk up in the club
With a bad chick
And she's looking at me
Then I'm gonna
you gonna do it vice versa, but Why not exploit it ta make more? That's a slippery slope, martyr Streisand factories make money off the Opposition,
Hide my pain from these bitches
Take my words and remix it
I’ll just put that on myself
The ones who say they don’t need nobody are same ones who need
that’s hella guac
Thought it was a movie by the way she bop to the top
Imma keep on grinding, ain't no way that Imma stop
Imma score like James, but I will
I earned it
Tell a nigga stay off on his lane for he get hit
Choppa send shit to them pits, ayy, I'm official in the pen
I hold it down, for all my
killed
I keep my hands on the steel
Eyes focused on the record deal
I gotta call up my guala
Need a couple ounces by tomorrow
I done run up a big check
claims is bogus
Body your man
Keep the soul for the benefits
I ain't talking killing shit, but y'all know I be killing shit
It's official
Y'all don't
with me
I don't blame you
You should be done with me
Why won't you even talk about it?
Or even hear about it?
Or even feel about it? (Metro)
Like
yayo, taste just like the Candy Cane
But why done deal the pistol?
And why d'you try to play me, and you know you selling guapo?
When you with
And when I'm in it you ain't running from me
You know I want it but I ask for it
You want somebody too official I'm gon' match for it
You want somebody
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