Lyrics:
enough for us, we don't coincide
3 Different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill
And on the 3rd floor
Of that apartment building
On the floor lied we
And on the 3rd floor
Of that apartment building
You left your jeans
time, I want respect and cash
And a few paragraphs in them books
Tellin' you how us native tongues made hits with no hooks
Rapped in every prefixes, gave
don't sign
You look just like how I'ma be
Sacred geometry
In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
Three angels in kind, on time, go
on a boat with a little champagne, won't you take a sip with us?
We rich niggas from the bottom, they don't want to, but they gotta let us
Lot of cheese,
some more old shit from kill em all eh
you don't mind if we speed it up some huh?
So, we need to see some action out there if you fucking don't know by
the three can't be turned to a carving
Baby ik you ain't heard of me
I'm killing beats like its the 3rd degree
Lately I been on the come up
Steal
Well he yelled out from the back row
look here preacher man
We all know you're new here
but you need to understand
It don't really scare us
when you
some time
And I want to spend some time with you
Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, just the two of us
Building castles in
write it
Want you to get better (woo!)
My life is so controlled by the what if's
(Girl, what's wrong with you? Come back down)
Is there anybody else
in sin
Get high with the folks
Get down in the swim
Don't you walk away
I want you baby
How does it feel
When you're meet her in your home
so 3rd degree's how bad it was burning me
But maybe being a smarty pants ain't in my genes purposefully
I got to be reminded when God made me he was
shit cost me
Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee
I run with hustlers n' bosses, bosses n' hustlers, had to find my hustle I was lost
on the table, ooh
We don't want relations
We don't want no conversations
Fuck around and change the weather (straight up)
Damn, I'm with my main bitch
Ayy,
a fuss
But before you make another move
Let's start by taking care of us
I don't want nobody
To give me nothing
Open up the door
I'll get it myself
a water in a can
Questions learn to ask
Won’t make you less of a man
Answers be 90 degree angles
K.I with the handles
Woods will be masters
It will be
with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's
spoils of war
Just cause it is written does not make it so
When you dance with the devil
Wait till the songs over
I ask myself â??how bad do I want you
falling t.v.s
Moe and me, we have been a lot
Looking for some head in a little bitty shop
On top, on wrist rock it's going down
H-Town southside 3rd
hurt can't last
So I don't want it to keep us apart
Your love I need say you'll love me
And say you'll give me all of your heart
Once more to be
all you want is wealth, they perceive it as greed
So as you loaded up that MAC and continue to bust
I was on paper, thinkin' they don't give a fuck
want you like a best friend
Only bought this dress so you could take it off
Take it off
Carve your name into my bedpost
'Cause I don't want you like
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride
beating in me
When I'm close to you
I don't really want to ask for many flavors
But there's something you can do
Keep on sending your love
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