Lyrics:
all I saw was witches
Got stab by one now I need some stitches
ADHD need to fidget
Can't keep up with my digit
Throw your money on the floor watch
live to retire
Cash flow extreme, dress code supreme, vocabulary obscene
Definition-street player, you know who I mean
High rollers
Yeah
our past is so bittersweet
I just can't shake those memories
I need u as soon as i get home
I should be
Covered in diamonds by you
I deserve fur coat
my diamonds offset
Double R Rolls when you see me
Shawty wanna fuck
Cuz she seen me on TV
Bad bitch
Red bone
Say she need me
Fucked her in the back
round and caught that g-heat
Money funny like them clowns be
Iain need that bitch I got me
Fake niggas be them new hoes
Repping bank but they be hobos
leave this mortal life
He will be buried at the west shore of the Nile
He must bring everything he needs into his grave
To live a rich life in
a quail-o then I lay low
Inside a mansion, Nokay-do
50 cents Fake-o Bay-bro
No see's in my lie
I need weed to get high
I need cheese to get by
After
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
I don't even need my night light (you shine so bright)
I wish I could hold you by my side
I think about you
I dream about you
I smile in my sleep
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Your the only reason
What i live for day by day
No matter the season
I wont live my live in vain
Your the only reason
What i live for day by day
No
the rest of our lives,
Demand the oceans to freeze and ice
So you can walk upon the water like
Jesus Christ
They want that we need,
All hail
I'm that live
Yeah, shower that nigga down, he pussy
Tryna hang with wolves, yo, you still plain pussy
Don't ever move, we'll detonate
Fuck up your
get none
Diamonds on my wrist don't need nobody pop my shit now
Make nigga glitch out
In the day sky I see the moon
Make you empty out them pockets in
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
signin
They look puzzled when I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle
Recourse of bluff game's your muscle
I'm back in the game now, copped me
change the fate of your king
Oh mighty king, sands have spoken words of good
Down by beach, there lives an old and wise man
His flute shall be your tool
This that big timer Mannie fresh baller shit
She asked me where the roof at it’s outside ya bitch
I just want a bankroll, long live cario
This
Views from the roof
Gotta me feeling quite Spidey
Top of the City I'm feeling mighty
In Baltimore, yes everyting is irie
Got my brothers like
You never thought of majesty
King of all the earth came as a servant that I may live
By nature You were truly God
Clothed yourself with flesh, dwelt
That I'm still on the roof
I need something
Well we all do, right
Nothing by this
What you got for me
You need one thing
Then another, right
You want
hit me and he say they gon' be late again
Might have to scrip this shit again, but it's gettin' very thin
Some think I live by East Atlanta, I can't
house
I don't need a wedding ring, watch the diamonds settle in
Plus, I don't wanna rap, I can't even settle in
Heard you sandwich jam, boy you need
just fly stand by. I flew all around the world but you can't be a fly dude with out a fly girl. {Ya'll really need to step ya'll female game up. Forget
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