Lyrics:
Officer Bird's on his way, and I don't want to see him
could you please give me the keys to the B.M.?
See, I didn't want to gank you
but don't make me
damn, I really miss him
Ran up my money but still ain't happy, like, what I'm missin'?
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and the millions
i just might make bond
release me on my own
???? bak on the streets
with no employment
no doubt
without no cheese up in my pocket
tell me how
Make sure I know my mistakes
Rework the tasks
Kept it on blast
I knew I'd never relate
To the motion of letting shit slide
Opportunities go by
Give me my
have told you I'm killin' 'em (just let him talk)
I be draped in Margiela's, and I don't need credentials (don't need credentials, baby)
If a nigga
throwin' em back
Ain't no holdin' me back
Yeah, I'm folding em flat
Straight flush
Oooooooooo
Roll with it
You gotta just roll with it
(You can make it
that you got
Stop you suck dick just to be with the haves over the have nots
This manifest flow shit gone make me have knots
Yo bitch gotta big booty
near breathless
Death to them haters, I put forth the effort
I kill all the doubt, now you niggas respect us
I'm 'bout to make billions flood out my
Mirror mirror on the wall who the baddest of em all?
(P h L y by the way)
You got this thing make ya boy wanna sing (Damn)
For real thou, I’ll get
I really hope you find a new lover
Cuz Mase can't take no more of you fuckin' him and his brotha, ut uh
And girl what make you think you could do
from me, you outta yo outta yo mind
Yeah that peach is mighty round, hashtag cake by the pound
Call up Quavo in Miami make these bitches scrub the ground
at you
Cause i can't get back the time that i had with you
Every doubt you had
You tried to make me mad
What type of shit is that
I couldn't even get my
and think back
To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back
Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest
Remain
do best bite
You niggaz can't make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow
Prim' brought Bumpy these tracks so I can let you know
Before I slide
Devil inside me, God still protecting
I'm respecting, him the one I'm reppin
thanks to she I happened
Thanks to he I'm rappin
Thankful, shameful
truth lil bitch shot him
We don't take kind to gossip, bitch my city is popping
If you ask about the mud, Im throwing dub then crip walking
If I see you
to give him your quality time
You got the number, it's on you to make the call
You know I come quick help you redecorate your walls
Cut your backyard,
by energies
There's something never stagnant
That is clear and preconceived
When I find that I can't feel it
I begin to doubt it's realness
Then I try
bothered is the price I pay
When I'm not here because I can't stay
Good pipe is on the way
She take it down, downtown
Cash money make you frown
Black out,
you can't save me
Three or four of us up there, no you can't tame me
If you wanted everything you coulda just said please
Yeah the truth hurts buts it's
'cause he clutch
Brodie show me the rock 'cause he know ima chuck
Like when i see opp ima throw that shit up
You was talking that shit don't duck
30 ride
knows what the noise can do
Did the world just explode?
Don't recognize anyone
But you've still got me under your thumb
Lucy can't dance to the noise
and the plug, told him, "Send a box"
I know he gon' tell me chill, all these feds gon' get us hot
You see all this jewelry, but what you better see is this
know I can't look back now
I gotta keep pressing on, 'til I make it, somehow
I know some days you feel like giving up
Feel like time is running out
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