Lyrics:
'm rich you a dummy
[Hook: Yung $cottie]
She fell in love with my uzi (ay)
I fell in love with the uzi (yah)
She fell in love with my uzi (ay)
I fell in
Nothin' further, I jumped, grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk in my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder, you're killin'
the Beautiful
America the ugly
America has shown
America don’t love me
Now the declaration states we’re created equal
But neglect and abuse is what you’ve shown
of mine
I built this on my own bruv
On my own time got no help from no cunt
Don't whine when the train goes by
When u didn't have my back when I jumped off
A MONKEY AND DON'T YOU THINK IT'S KIND OF FUNKY
HE'S A REAL JUDAS KISS
FOUND HIM FACE DOWN IN BED,
DRIVE BY SHOOTER DEAD
TIMES LIKE THIS I WON'T MISS
WHEN HE
Back by demand
Streets need love in the air
Circle to small can't fit in a square
Love to talk about beef keep that over there
I been outside, y'all
and mercy
This is not what I would rather be
Maganoo and St nick we be talking shit
Y'all think I'm kidding? It's not big thing
But if you love who you
Are
paid the price
With his life that's important
If ya ask me why then I'll tell you yo
John 3:16 gotta read it bro
Walking by faith and not by sight
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
gettin' box load
I pop a nigga over my money
Man all I know 'em
"I'm stuck to you - just like glue"
"I love it, I love it, I swear I do
Aaahhh baby"
Yea
frontin' nigga)
Uh
Yo, one, two, three, four
Everybody on the floor
You see grams, I'mma see craters
By the time you see land I'mma see acres
Drop
buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive I'd is impossible, so you know
John doe is what they gon' be puttin
Yeah, 31
It Goes Up edition
And I brought friends this time (let's go)
The wicks lit fire it up like a John wick clip
Rip shit rhymers are hype
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
When you down and you out, they ain't showin' up
Elevated gang, how we goin' up
Too fast, I ain't never
Lindsay come home
Dear won't you please
I ain't getting by
On memories
The roaches are far worse
Than before
And I ain't changed the locks
die without Christ
You go be weeping and gnashing your teeth
Homie hell is real so I beg and plead
Read the gospel of John repent and believe
Stay
I rap bout big body SRT, cause i'm gon whip that shit (i'll whip that bitch, yeah)
Big boy 5.56 stay by my hip, no fear of rippin shit (i'm not
to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town
I love it, girl
The way you bring your light into this room
I love it, girl
The way your
to the mountain
I've walked down by the sea
I never questioned no one
And no one questioned me
My love was given freely
And oftimes was returned
I never came
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
Gotti (notorious, woah)
I could have been one of the most notorious
I got saved by the king and His love is so glorious
I could have been one
Mitch
More like Alpo, I go Rambo, watch me kill you for them bricks
I keep the heater on my hip, love my nina, that's my bitch
Down to drill like
of Mr John
Ain't over yet
But I won't tell you more about it
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