Lyrics:
to me for the money told em get back[00:16.65]Times flying too quick[00:17.82]Gives me jet lag[00:19.01]I'll admit it when I bring it[00:20.18]I'm a red
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
in one place
I'm moving on
But I'm staying the same
And I'm just by my own
Though you knew me
But you don't
It's way to late
I ain't gone stop yeah
bop back to the front look
And it's like watch out
We might get knocked out
Said we're breaking out of the box now
With the flock now
And I'm flying up
12 am, stuck in my thoughts, stuck in my mind, but I'm stuck in that gym
Got too many hoes, stuck in my mind I don't know what to do so they call me
11 when I learnt about the kay
By the age of 12 I be hating niggas way
Load the Mac 11 hallow tips and then I spray
All they just doing hating Dahrk
her titties
I just dumped the nigga down at the Big Eleven
I can't even use my card no more
I think that visa banned it
I just ran from 12 again
I know
Dirt on my shoulders , feeling like I’m Jay-Z
Rhymes so crazy, pussy don’t amaze me
I’ll hit yo ass, then dash like Stacey
Then I’ll still make sure
Studio thugging while I'm smoking blk's
12 couldn't find me I been hiding out for days
Hellcat piston I just put it in my Honda
Left em in the rear
like parade bus only difference is I'm flying[00:41.64]Photosynthesis I'm growing this green[00:43.21]It's not what it seems[00:44.43]Return
hard
Take off like a sprinter
Full throttle when I flow
Gotta hit em
Mile high club got'em flying me for dinner
I ain't really here to play with yall
I'm
nerves
It’s gets worst lost shyhiem
And now my nigga in the dirt
If it ain’t on me
Then fuck it nigga it be in her purse
Think I’m slipping
Pussy nigga
(television)
Blu-Ray precision
Blowin rods out ya engine
Not to mention
My enrichment make powder glow
Long arm pro
One novel split your avocado
Green cap, penny
challenge
By getting a trike
When I am biking
It's like I'm flying
I find I like it
Far more than the crying
When I'm crying
When I'm not flying
It's ok
call me before 12 am
I am the freak of all freaks, Yeah
That's what I'm telling ya
If you wanna creep then come creep
But don't hit my jack no way before
hoes, I'm touring state to state (state to state)
Laying by the pool, your girlfriend feeding me grapes (feeding me grapes)
Gotta keep it on me, I got
town started moving crowds (wave)
Really the wave (wave) they think I'm in a drought (huh)
Angelic flow Jesus let em drown (let em drown)
Only drive
Whenever I pull up on stage
The crowd starts moshing
All my money come in big bundles
Switch the topic
I'm always posted up in Florida
By the tropics
grab that 12 gauge
Cause that's the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I
past midnight passin by like the speed of light
Triple six mask on my face I'm a surgeon
I hit a lick made a fortune
Lemme cop a bottle I'll be swerving
think it's games, until we bring the poles out
Watch what you been saying, he not the one for playing
Nah
I'm such a bad sport
V12 on a crash course
Ball
I've been afraid that I had missed the
Chance of a lifetime
And by the way
I've tumbled with romance, girl,
And I don't cry
But now I'm
the heart is
My heart is in the temple
With my father
I am not a rapper
I'm a vessel
For the spirit of God
Falcon flying fast like Kessel
I am not an ape I'm
you
I don't give a shit, who has to die for me to fly
Slice your legs off under your kness, and float by
I'm who everybody hates, so I'm leaving
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