Lyrics:
(DMac got me too bangin')
Man, I ain't told a lie yet
Shit, why would I?
Go
Had ran outta Za, couldn't find no more
Got served by a nigga I
time
Soho back to noho
In no time
Still wit yo ho
The Goat divine
cooked
Like itu0027s prime steak
Prime Kobe
Iu0027m the goat
Cook clean
Turn crooks
, 4 doors down
More game then that Ec
You got no chance if we play
Lil mami so traviesta
But she love the games that we play
More game then that
what)
Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
And if you say that you've been faithful
Who was at your back door
You
Down to the watches, alligator strap
Six different time zones, I don't set her back
17 a brick, yeah, run and tell 'em that
I got the wamp wamp, when
And before sound scan, I'm ate by the streets
You, you real funny to me
Like a drag queen with heels and a head full of weave
Talkin' about Ki's, that you
lost in the motions to romance and cheap whiskey
The subtle sound of a fleeting feeling
Like four chords that don't love you no more
In a motel room,
on time by sunset
If a muthahucka wit it then a nigga gone get it i ain't talking bout nothing but respect
A.k we play no games no time nah nigga
You play
They tried to turn me to a boy that's rocking four five
Like they did MJ, they tried to smoke mine
I don't go no fuckin where without my four five
the tunnel on the only sunny day
There were a billion diamonds floating on the lake
Ten hours every daytime spent
Six days a week four months
No time to think
looked into the mirror, what came back wasn't lime light
I noticed too much talk but no focus
At times I feel like cutting off all who needed closure
talk
Pants sag, hustlers walk
Fishing poles, four by fours
Country fam, unlocked doors
Trees front, mountains back
Trailer life, that Southern rap
Moon
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Crying, crying)
(Crying, crying)
Crying my heart and soul out to you, baby
the evening this ain't nothing new
We do this every day and weekend
Same shit last night, four hours of sleepin'
Your girl probably creepin'
With me it ain't no
I been feelin real low thinkin of you got me down
And my heart it get cold every time you come around, so
I'm smoking this dro, blow out problems by
Devouring without hesitation, embrace them
Mesmerized by a vibration
Shaking to the core
Washed up hail storm, i destroy no form
Rail way four
no way that we could be
Put back put back together
I'll try to fit the pieces back
So we can be complete for all of
Time is just a consequence
I know
the chest with
An eagle claw fist and back you
Get it two by four and she'll lack you
(Tip, you hardly find a nigga
Now that out raps you)
(Or gets at you,
By the time they show up
Will be the time I glowed up
And by the time they know what’s up
I’ll be on that tour bus
Don’t let the hate get best of us
a drink and he shakes his head
No, life's not pretty in the city, New York City
Life's ladder is so hard to climb
So won't you spare a moment of your time
to step up onto the next guy
Chillin
Take my time until this shit blow
Soaking in my crocs my girl out by the sea shore
I'm here coming out with the fresh
want some 2000 gamma wild motivation
Sex on earth, it's time I left the space station
Don't think I'm not in the court
I'll tap that butt boy,
The joy inside tends to take me by surprise
The joy inside reminiscing life with Christ
The joy inside thinking what will that be like,
The joy
know that this is the only place to be
(Don't you wanna come and see, yeah)
If you know that you wanna get on down (wanna get on down)
No need
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