Lyrics:
gone lie I hate what I'm becoming, on my song yea I be fronting
I refuse to let these niggas think they stunting huh
This Mac 10 got extended mag it
down
That's all I know
Do it for ya kids
That's all I know
Its Me against the world
That's all I know
I won't Stop Now
That's all know
Make yo mama proud
Who told you've I lost it?
I just put it down for a second, damn
Can the king lounge for a second, kick his hooves up?
Grow stubble on the face for once
yo yard pussy boy
Bringing scopes I debate I might blow
Fuck it imma let it blow
I forgot to let you know
I'm not a human being
Corrupted by my inner
see-note!
Keep It Gator!
And keep it global!
SP Killa this shit is fucking ugly!
Cut this shit off, it's a fucking wrap!
a bright lit room
Which appear to be two bodies dancin to a slow song nigga
I got closer decided I should check it
I saw Jasmine and one of them kids dancin
just go to space
No rocket baby
Heart in a locket baby
I be the plug no socket baby
Kid on the move you can't stop it baby
Hold up, rewind
I could give
strong
Time is running out so this out dated lord do heaven got a data plan
I'm calling for your saving it's mone
Name a fucking song that I ain't threw up
Tell me this isn’t true
Babygirl yeah it’s true
And I know that you hear this Song
Is this you
Baby this isn’t you
Is this true
Tell me this isn’t true
My brother I got him
2 bad ass kids
Grew up with no father
What you know about problems
Get that money lil nigga and you just might solve them
20k in
"Hey listen, I have a record I want you to play
Don't you think the kids would enjoy a nice song with a melody?"
"What you got, homes?"
"It is
She said…
Boy, when you coming home
Been blowing up yo phone
I touch it to yo songs
I said…
Baby, I'm on the road
Wait for me by the door
I'm gone
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right,
it trust me
Yo chances ain't looking chubby
Killing kid I'm chuckie
Since I was puttin shit in my cubby
I can't let you slow me up nah I can't let
neither put you all in a vase (Oh crap)
Testin' I'm testin' you gotta be sellin' yo
Rec it's all rec selling it by the bag you know
No, we're not talking
like a song I had to take it from the top
Uh Speaking of top yo bitch in the back and she giving my brother she give that slop
Look Let be stop cause if
the screws on my rocker
But they goin' through it, who knew, what shocker
Cover blue mood, yo, dude fix posture
What allude to, yo, truth, I'm a lobster
Yo
then foenem, clappin' up yo' mans
I don't diss on any song, boy, I'm just givin' y'all the facts
Go and chase yo' ass a bag, before you get left up in
me up then wrap it up
Know it's hard to keep up, bitch
By time you copy me you look up
I'm up six and get this
Next time in Prague bet I get my wrist
Yo Doogie let's hit this OFF yo
Aiyyo check this
Aiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button!
Hah! Yeah
You know time is it (3X)
Check it check it check it out
in his watch yeah let's go
I took yo hoe don't beat me up it ain't my fault aye
Diamonds in my wrist they doing tricks like Tony Hawk
Cartier don't
me a bottle of that
It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I'm in the back getting worked by this girl
by, it
Its done the way u gon buy it. i say
Show some love
getting in the way of songs
Show no love
Fucking with the uniforms
Eyes above
Area under
inside yo smile I can't stop staring at yo face
Pretty mami that's my baby let's take trips up out the state yea
I found sum new and I love it here
Even
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