Lyrics:
matter if I spoke right somebody going to throw it left
So they feel some type bitterness goin out on a limb and
Getting mad cuz I ain't sweet for
lie, men lie (16, 16, 5, 17, 18)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (yo, we need the money machine for this one)
Numbers don't lie
Women lie, men
and you been out the way while I'm all in the mix
I'm all in the mix baby tell me is this something that we can fix
Cuz I'm
Goin through these growin pains
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready
to that paper my name ringing bells from the swats to Decatur yea
Fuck is u sayin lil nigga
We ain't wit dat playin lil nigga pull up where u stayin lil
Hahaha
Know what I’m sayin’ this ya boy Nobl1
Christ up I’m down
Up in here with Sam Peezy
We goin' tell you why we got joy real quick
Y’all don’t
goin' in and out of there
Like you love it, but nigga I'm outta here
When they crack the door, boy I ain't comin' back
I'm tryin' to figure out, why you
young
It's my Jordan year, I deserve to ball out
All my homies here, ain't no time to fall out
Pour that Everclear, like the shots we call out
Ain't got
of the hotness, long timeness
So like six I ain't never been rich
I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlaw
Another lonely
We goin’ higher
Meet me at the top
Know we ain’t gone stop
That champagne gonna pop
We goin’ higher
Turn it up a notch
All about that guap
Got
One love
One shot
That's all we ever got
Girl you got me started
Now I'm not goin' stop
Now slide along side
Yeah, baby that's right
I'm goin
not to catch a case
Age 13 a crammed granny house, watchin' him shoot up the Ace
He took the needle out and waved it in my face
If I ain't tell that
I say this one? Can I say this one? (Domination, baby, fuck that)
Right now, right now, we still, we still
Feel like we ain't get what we want yet
it goin' on? (who got it goin' on?)
You're dead wrong
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves
(Still ain't forgave myself, damn
It's a lotta fucked up shit that go down man,
You don't even know the half)
Man I been in and outta trouble
(Still ain't forgave myself, damn
It's a lotta fucked up shit that go down man,
You don't even know the half)
Man I been in and outta trouble
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love
out of my reach
'Fore my brain tells me that it's time to eat
And my mind goes mad like I'm out for heat
I'm goin' crazy! (Outta my mind)
Somebody
probably had too much of that corny yak
So watch where ya goin' and know where you at
'Cause me and my goons don't know you like that
Never been
merch, I made CDs
I'm a titan, you a peewee
Outta my city, bow
I got moves like Footloose
Say 'we good', that's a fool's truce
Sending letters like it's
'til a hundred and one years old
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it out, a-Baby Bubba
as a goose ass out tried to down him like a sniper
? started havin' seizures
No feelings in his legs, arms, or his sneakers
We stand tall like Minute Bol
on the huff
Bitch, I'm on fire, these hoes wanna puff me
Saint Laurent shades got me feeling like Puffy
Ain't it ironic that hoe called me ugly?
Now ain't
You the main one out the gate
Yeah you ain't trynna hate
You just trynna state your post
Ay, we ain't none no more
No we don't talk we done talkin' no
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