Lyrics:
the money by myself (I got it)
I don't need help with them bands (I got it)
God, I can handle my enemies (I got it)
Just protect me from my friends (he got
a work of art mixed in with that Mozart
Please don't take it to heart when you see me play my part
You can get that head start but I'll still be on your
Just like a big brass band
That makes me want to sing
It’s not rocket science
It’s not as if we’re swallowing the sun
just a little artistic/poetic/
bitch, she washin' dick, she do it with no hands
I got bands on me, bands on me, bands on me, bands
I got racks inside my pockets, like, I don't even care
Drink with the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah,
of me
If you stay asking questions with no brethren, six feet under G
I'm feeling belligerent but still hungry, still been wondering
How the ratio's one
She said, why do you do that
So I responded, baby let me live my
Life, well, now guess I'm single, oh well I don't care, don't care if you say good
by they self they gone run and duck that’s why I gotta keep the semi tucked cause I gotta get right back home to my people I can look at you and see we
fuck all of y'all
Talk about he ballin', watch this (watch this bitch)
Bitches start to love me too quick
Went to Oakland with a few crips
Tell
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me
shame is because I've been on dame
I tie you up and throw you off a fuckin plane
And fill up your parachute with more dead bodies
Don't ask me why
gonna bite.
I went towards adulthood with the falsehood.
That living within God's law should keep you all good.
God's people, y'all be weirding me out.
I
Brrr
It's team
You know
Ay
Hold up a second
Let me roll my medicine
Drifting off to wonderland
I'm sorry I dozed off again
With this I'm a veteran
because of righteous things we have done
But because of his mercy he saved us through the washing of
Rebirth and renewal by the Holy spirit whom he poured
don't wanna clap and sing along
But this brass bands playing all my favorite songs
I don't wanna enjoy the sights that I see
But I am surrounded by all
Uptown when I'm bored
But I'm with a sweet one
Got blocked by my sneaky link
Brass and ain't got nuttin going on
But your out telling gyal that your
on the guap
Keep a tooly by my hip
If you talking down on me than you know I'll let it rip
Yeah I'm counting up these bands
Yeah I'm running up a check
Now
Label on me say my project poppin' yeah it's Pippen ayy
Run up on me, .40 like you're Pippen, leave me limpin', ayy
Bitch, I'm Slickback with that slap,
guy wants to tell me
We're living in a community?
Don't make me laugh i'm living in America
And in America you're on your own
America's not a country
Turn up everything til you feel it in your spine
Design by a live band to get crowds moving
The rebirth of dancing lets start the movement
Yelling
dissing me,
Dissing me or missing me, you bitches all obsessed with me,
You're a loner and a loser nigga, fucking lame ass obsolete,
One more thing, I
don't fuck with me like I'm the man
Why you look for the bitch on the gram
Made it first cause you walk and I ran
Eating sushi like straight out japan
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
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