Lyrics:
is the side
She not into girls
See by the end of the night
Lndb know that you heard
Money come in like the 1st and the 3rd
Got me a bag so I bought her
Flava Flav
Lil speedy ass bitch, think you popped some amphetamines
Naw I ain’t Nuk, but talk dog like Pedrigree
Fuck a 3rd degree
We pop a nigga like
And the only way to fix it is to give me some ass
I got a three piece suit on sitting at my desk
I kinda need a shave but my body smell fresh
You're wearing
taming me
Iron hot
Left his ass with that 3rd degree
Long as i got some bread in my pocket
And some THC
Everything is good up in the hood
Everything is
I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different than anyone
It ain't no use
fold it (uh-huh) check my resume
I'm like H&R Block when I rock
Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn
When I earn airtime like
And don't you forget that, get it to you get back
Hit that, kick back, three flies one away
Reminiscin' 'bout the things that my grandmama used to say
Stay
Gorged on speed and bitter words
Found ourselves on be and 3rd
One more time
Feast and fast, burn and crash
Couldn't seem to make it last
You stole
a queen, three on a tree
Hey, what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand?
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth
toes
you and me split a villa out in caicos
Got a new lift installed in the jeep
Whole squad pullin up an we lookin like a fleet
3rd stringers lookin
it was the 3rd of june another sleepy dusty delta day
i was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay.
at dinner time we stopped off
my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back
bitch back
Fucking my bitch by the change (change)
Want me to jump out the stage (jump out the stage)
I wanna jump in the air (yeah)
You know
the essence of the, the committed the crime
But ah, murder got no time
The country has no law, it's either rich or poor
I'm out the back door, I got nuttin'
up too
I got hit by deja vu
A 9 to 5 couldn't find it
My only option was to block it
I been shot at, stabbed
You don't know the half
I was a real
to hurt me
Fanned the flame, burned to 3rd degree
Never found a remedy
Everytime you were standing next to me
Letting go, giving up
You're not what I need
I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't different than anyone
It ain't no use
an expectation from my family since I'll be a 3rd generation Bearer after my father and grandfather
Stepping into this role has brought me anxiety since I didn't
please
Feel free to disagree
But this burnt to the 3rd degree
One day now you will witness
You think that you are displaced?
So filled with hate
of them dating back aD 80 facts
People like the Shepard Hermas
Taught baptism's where He saves us at
Then you find people like Origen
3rd century and even
on they ass
I'm up next
I'm a vet
Your girlfriend she text me
I know she want sex
I just fuck
And I leave
I text from a burner with no 3rd degree
The words we speak internally
Deliver damage to the 3rd degree without the urgency
Years compounded cuts until they really started hurting me
Now we're broken
The 3rd precinct is up in flames
These 4 pigs are to fuckin blame
Light this fuckin place up to gain Respect
Roast these 4 pigs on a fuckin stick
gone win, it’s a studio
Thang when the beat jump in and you know that shit slap when the squad like
Yehh
3rd degree burns on the hand from the pen game
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