Lyrics:
rd and inches, now I'm 4th and 3
Cause I'm back tracking on account of these
Memories
Deja vu said, "Hey do you remember me?"
I'm being held hostage to all this
the best
that aint something I provide
but if you need some great head
hmu ill drive by
but if you call me on that bullshit
complaning we aint solid
know
three(bah)
Saved by the blood
And ain't it from me
You know what I mean
Its that wicked wicked
Sorcery
These niggas never heard of me
I'm in da cut like
the temple
Blood soaked on the pen made from bones
Threw the peasants some stones
They threw them back
I had to blast them with a chrome
This is a dirty game
flooded
Touched on my ass had to call up my cousin
Love me some inches so the bundles stay coming
In and out the bank cause the Checks keep running
Handle
the fuck a nigga not high?
Surface level
Big Bashroll Sup Blood
Surface level
Who dee Crip niggas outside?
Surface level
I pulled 3 hoes tonight?
Surface
Now the blood up on my body even though I'm watering my cactus
I'll tackle a pterodactyl and shackle 'em and ride on the back of 'em
Slapping them in
about her past
Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
But I notice that she missing all her edges
I run the game just by running with the felons
when i show you all these potions
Have you on the ocean looking like advertisement for a poet
I just call her cat eyes cause that pussy soaking
Never
It's mind over matter
In a city where blood splatter (Spooky nigga)
Caskets close chapters
Sons become bastards (Fatherless)
Death affects life
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
hammers, causing damage in our wake
I can tell that boy a bitch by how his hand is when we shake
I can tell that boy a bitch just by his language when it's
him one
Fear of god that's the only type fear in us
If they run up on us we embarrass em'
Left em' swimming in blood call dat cannon ball
Catch me
My Heart Is Cold But My Blood Is Hot
I Remember Spots Where I'd Run From Cops
Should I Fall In Love Yeah Maybe Not
Cuz I Don't Wanna Go Back To That
so you can style all these sneakers (well follow dis)
[Verse 3:]
in the hood wake up to the hammer noise,
sound like the work of my jerks
so you can style all these sneakers (well follow dis)
[Verse 3:]
in the hood wake up to the hammer noise,
sound like the work of my jerks
the neighborhood...
Who you gonna call? Demon Busters!
Cause HolyGhost flames,
Consume for the good...
So who you gonna call? Demon Busters!
In Luke 3:16 John
streams of blood
Two will take you into gnarled poisoned briars
Three your soul will dance on fiery sands
Beneath torrential rains of flame
Deluging
sale
I got it for sale, nigga, I got it for sale
If you want it, you can get it 'cause I got it for sale
They call me the penny pinchin ebenezer
the beams
I got two or three grams and
I run from the scammers, like MC got hammers,
Not smoking no Bammers
I hide from the cameras, the fuck is your manners
way, you're city goose, like Jimmy Choo
Five for four blood, then go, I call this hope
I go, beware of your common whore, like Jackie Will
I've been
Is I'm thuggin or buggin
Tell them to tuck in they stuffing
They can't get up when we busting
Because his blood gushing
That's something to remember
of the game and still itching,
From rags to riches, War wounds and stitches,
I've been stabbed before, bullets missed by inches
I've been thrown in ditches,
Yo
Y, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the green like a Benetton logo
I got no interest like a credit card promo
Fourth and inches, better call Romo
I always
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