Lyrics:
They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand
Times in this crime man, my Thug nation
Do what you gotta do but know you gotta change
Try
got crazy ignition
Sure, the sugar-babies want to give you a chance
With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy dance
But is she really fly, or is
Can I get a Amen (Amen brother)
But we got to stop, we got to stop doin dirt
Coming to Church with a devil tucked in your purse
Sittin some leather
in this bitch I gotta get off, I got em today they can't stay the night
Told my bruddas stay down, first thing first you gotta make sure that paper
probably me so we go
We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me
And it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati
And why'd you trap me (didn't
me with the bing blow now she naggin on me
They don't know I get down just try to slide on me
She don't know I gotta skat come take a ride shawty
This
(Hurt what it do?)
(Ayo, 'Llari, this shit fire)
I just got my granddad into real estate
Send my baby mama fifty thousand, make sure my
(Fuck bout yo opinion)
Niggas be broke and mad you state a fact they say you dissing (Stupid)
Want me back in the field Ian gone lie it been a minute (I
hit the mall, baby (pop, pop, pop)
Some tags
I know you hear me comin', baby (knock, knock, knock)
Just let a playa in 'cause I (got, got, got
to cry
And still, we try to change the past, in vain
Never knowing if this game'll last, feeling ashamed
Of cocaine, the product of the devil, am I
in this party you kno we stay lit
She sucking my dick got me cleaning up spit
She do what I say I told that bitch sit
Stick by my side cuz you know I
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
around, Ian gon show ha
Rolling up shhhhh, you know ima smoker
Don’t got the brand new G, ima poke ya
But u kno treez keep the shit, no holster
Talk
Face to face with the devil
Might mistake his disguise
Fight the snake in his eyes
You got faith you survive
Face to face with the devil
I been
blessing gets snatched
Face to face with the devil
Might mistake his disguise
Fight the snake in his eyes
You got faith you survive
Face to face with
My bitch is crazy when she get mad it hella turn me on
How I'm being sneaky wit bitches when you be in my phone
It's consequences wit repercussions
later owning on everybody's home that you fuckin' with
Wheezy F baby, please say the baby
Riding with your bitch got keys on the lady
Triple gold these
heavy
They try to tell me my chain broke the levee
Maybe cause it's flooded
Why you walk around with a baby cross's cousin?
My teeth already white, y'all
to know ya
Imma keep it pimpin baby ian gone sweat you
Don't try to stress me out baby Ian gone let you
You fw a winner now but Ian gone bet you
Roll
you, baby
Devil barely in a dress, painting the town red
I'm watching it dry while I wait to take her to bed
I'm bored out my mind at my table
Or whoever you're talking to, Tesla - whoever you're talking to
Problems of the future can be solved by mankind because you create them
And you have
of town
Daddy did things she never talked about
It takes hope in a hopeless world
Somebody out there gotta listen
Somebody out there got to know what
tired of your Shit
You don't never buy me nothin'
See every time you come around
You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & Tyrone
See why can't we be by
would try it
Watchin' his baby mothers cry, I got numb, I can't lie
His mama ain't shed a tear, she know that come with this life
Thought about it, his
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