Lyrics:
‘n Louise (Ugh)
Can’t gaslight me
You goofy for comin’ at me (You goofy)
Can’t gaslight me
Betta get right for the queen
I’m
Doin’ big things
Ain’t no
Handy with the sword yeah I know how to slay
I'm a General don't care what they say
I set it off by 10k when I pray
I done fought all my life
So you know
about you
At night, okay, I was a fool
Shoulda listened, shoulda stayed in school
But the ones at the top have to be overruled
Cause humans are turning
and ambrosia
Blowin on the dojia
Illest on the mic
Fuck what what the told ya
Told me kick rocks
Then I made hip hop fool
Infinity gauntlet
Get slapped by
streets keep me noid
til I puff bomb E T just to fill the void and recollect the word
of a Vet once put me down with Be about your paper mack and
watch
up
In the closet of the same bedroom where the tombstone
Of my sister's name engraved in the middle it's full blown
J-U-D-I-T-H-M-Y
E-R-S catch me let
a know that I slang, that I-see-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
Es muy bueno!
It's Friday night i call up B Fin
I'mma fly by with the Henn
He on deck with a zone of cush
I'm fresh off a car wash
It feels good
read between the line but I was buggin and s***
By thinkin a pears tongue wants a suckin a dick
Yeah you had me fool a turch go where you say
But we
boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world
I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail
way more tense in this shit
Thinking I'm concernin' my little bip, what a bitch!
Call it a conundrum, feel like E40 out here tryna function
They like
Tell Bama they ain’t fuckin with us
This that 40 out the bag
This that shorty in the passenger
Rolling up
Leather sandals/ Sunglasses
That
Selling Os by
by the streets
But that don't mean that I don't take this shit serious
I'm still aimin' to reach the apex of the pyramids
The truth is... I really love
got that action yeah I make money with a pasion
Like E-40 with clips I load clips on the mac
And man I'm gettin' rich so fuck the bullshit
Gotta swing
got that action yeah I make money with a pasion
Like E-40 with clips I load clips on the mac
And man I'm gettin' rich so fuck the bullshit
Gotta swing
Break a forty on top of the counter, then I shank him.
Leave him layin' in the color he hates the most,
But it don't matter now,
'Cause he's
unruly
You only seen shit like this in movies
You emulate shit you seen P doin'
You copycat my e'ery rap, e'ery movement
Don't be a fool, get your
Boy, install my granite and leave
Me the fuck alone, fool
Lookin for the boss
I promise you won’t see no Jew
Stay woke and I ain’t never had
A sip
the mayor, 12 gauging with the shottie like Gandhi
I got some people right behind me that remind me
Never pull the e-brake apply pressure never fold
One life
and Moses
Two by two and then they kick me off the boatses
I don't give a fuck the waters warm I dip my toes in
Swimmin' through the six and now I'm running
'round the way like E-40 in the bay
I'm from the land of the brave
Home of the free
And there's five million other fools just like me
We the have-nots
the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
I got 4-0 dawgs
starting thinking like C.E.O
Grinding my whole life how can niggas not wanna see me grow
Hand to hand to mechanic man thats greasy doe
Not sitting stiff till
a world full of sleep fools
My third eye see the clues put in work and pay dues
Born to lose So we learn to finesse rules by making moves
Time won’t stop
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