Lyrics:
the ground
No, I don't feel the ground
But I'm feelin' right, I'll tell you what it's all about
'Cause you're makin' me feel this way
And it's kinda like
gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
You see her drop it on the floor, D.J. turn it up
I want to see a little more, D.J. turn it up
Oh she a freak
don't do it much 'cos I'm shy"
I said "Eee by heck, does the keeper know that you can talk?"
He said "Nay and theres one thing for sure
he's not going
you see before you right now is a hustler like no other
One of grand proportions, can you dig it? Haha
Now what we gon' do here, we gon' show you
this ain't what you want
I might smoke you like a blunt
Bout to run the city up
Keep the bodies in the trunk
City know I put in work
In the shadows
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
time it felt like I had
Built a hundred grand has it ended? damn
It was brick by brick but was it all sand?
Dylan land, why do I feel like there's
Make it curve, make it hot
Thought you had me, probably not
I was cool now I'm not
Is that a compressor? Oh, yes, sir
Gon' sneeze and the God might bless
on bro, now you losin' your life Got knocked out why he wanna fight?
Kid he a bitch, treat hit him like a dyke 40 gon' bark, just wait till it bite
Walkin'
with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the Jigga mane
And it figures, 'cause here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill
but, built up not that nice fighter
I'm the champ, but still I'm the number 1 contender
You the chump, more like the number 1 pretender
Don't call me by
Know the cops still in love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit of heaven
All I want, is that a lot?
Until I get it, ain't no telling me
Lamb'd up ride, 30 inch rims glide
6 feet off tha ground make it hard fa you ta see inside
Surround sound like a motion picture
Aquafina rims got my ocean
the mix up with your arrival time.
I had the foresight. Then my third eye
was calcified by tap water fluoride.
I don't know what defines real man, so
falling for facades will get you broken by the real girl
Or every time you try to make a breakthrough
Everything you want it tries to break you that's
is who they stay with
Yall like to talk alot if it aint freedom then dont say shit
You can fill the ocean with the tears from a slave ship
Never
gotta weigh Out
We got beef Like Ah steak house
We hit licks Thats Ah steak Out
We Got everythang At Da TrapHouse if You want It gotta pay now
I Cant Do
up with sprite
cll of my ex's be fans of me
When it got real you ran from me
Fuck her whenever like randomly
Trynna get rich for my family
Flash
do a show, it's like I stole the key (skrrt)
Seen Snow on Tik Tok and I said, "it's over for the streets"
I did a lot of shit that I regret, yeah
ain't much
It's enough
Never front
God connecting us
Glad I found you
And you like to pray
Wouldn't have it any other way
And she can communicate
Met you
the trunk
Double up 30 times n it still ain’t enough
We was up, servin dubs
Now we get it by the dove
Send a pack in the mail
Anythang for the sale
If you
niggas falling
Like white bitches in a scary movie
Ah, you know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggas it's like, "protected by Viper, stand
(is it gonna take)
'Til someone around you hears what you say?
You've tried being cool (you feel like a lie)
You've played by their rules, now it's
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