Lyrics:
shot them
Mo' money mo' problems, suppose to get better
Feel for Afeni, like I feel for Violetta
Ay yo they call me Jae Millz, Tru Lenox and Banger
talked last night around 10 and I told her, Yo
[Chorus]
Listen up, cause I love you lady.
We go back, like 1980.
Lord knows you're the one
and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired
Here we go here we go here we here we yo
From the streets to beach
Flat lands to peace
To the freaks in the deeps drivin' by (beep beep)
To the heat
what they call us now
It's your teacher, welcome to my classroom
Who's he, what's that? Yo you better ask soon
It's the K to the are to the S One
On My Face I´ts Like I´am Back In The day
Old School Only See Me Reckognize My Face
Day By Day Hip Hip Words In Mysterious Way
I Quit My Day Time Job
true-to-life killas, killas
We takin' Other People Money, they money
And then we buyin' all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome, chrome
Besides that yo
lookin like Times Square on New Years, when the ball drop
My neck is like a light show on Fourth of July
Both wrists like fireworks lightin the sky
bodybag
You wastin my time, I could be blowin your mind
Or better yet you could be suckin or I'll fuck you from behind
It really don't matter because I'll
excited he get upset pussy
Take you down fast like a concord jet pussy
Smoke a cigarette where yo money place a bet pussy
That russian k.g.b.i.i. pussy
type of shit that'll make you quick
to get yo ass in
(well what you want playa what you want)
bitch them muthafuckin dividends
I'm that nigga to envy
ready go
One two ready go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Come on, buck wildin'
Come on, party time
Come on, come on
Ladies, let your body flow
Ladies, let
2 Unlimited
Ready, ready, ready for this
Feel the base, you just get closer
Be impressed by the words I chose of
Once again kickin' it live
this real
What I feel
What my body is calling on
And I can't get you outta my mind
What we talked about for an extended time
Phone sex was bomb but now
leaving
All that fucking power that you be fuckin' feenin'
Socks the color of their drinks when they be fuckin leanin'
GRAB YO UMBRELLA CAUSE IT'S CLAYDOH
or over beats, it depends
Because time done molded this boy into a man
Hatchback'n all through your city like my first name was Stan
Then "Shoot the 5"
Hi-five
Handshake
Landslide
Handbrake
Most times when I sing I just be flatter than a pancake
So I stick to this mono shit
Monochromatic
If bad luck
I'm a villain
I'm a kill it
Like a demon
Ima spit it
Records spinning
I can hear it
Make a milli
Then a fitty
Gettin litty
With yo bitty
Hold up
facts
Yo
Man I'm just on this journey
Mark 6:4 these bruddas try burst me
Been out ere broad day tryna catch these souls be home 1:30
Me and bro been
would like to call that pick and roll
I done been broken so many times
I keep my feelings closed
I done kept my head up
Aint tripping bout da
scars
All that's part of my repertoire
You're nothing to me, your opinions don't matter
I'm motivated by all of my anger
You're overrated like them
Grabbing the knife
Uzi be tucked and I'm grippn it tight
Underground cult mane we taking Yo life
Bustin on bitches no need for a wife
Walking in dark
I'm my hood Hero
Kush smell like California
Rip Nip I'm with some crips spent time in California
Gotta keep it with me ain't tryna go out by no Dam
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