Lyrics:
that know me
Don't cop down to that pressure
My mother woke me up
One day said "boy you gettin grown"
Your momma has 3 jobs
Your momma is gettin known
So
join, bring money it's good for your health
If you don't join, then you'll meet the children of death
Let me explain, hopin that you will go through it
This boy likes to feel the hide
False eyelashes and a false foundation
May build your pride
But don't give me no plastic saddle gal
Let me feel that
hustlin and pedalin
Whoever you are, I know your type by far
Have some respect and keep that act up to par
The rules of my game for your protection
the power
Cause he’ll devour
Eat you alive steal your life steal ya life story
By the hour
Every minute
Every second
Bless this thing of ours
Like
Instagram
Everytime you see me drop it's da right post
White boy
Tryna say nigga
I turnt his ass to white toast
Flaming out
Way my bullets spit out nigga like
Boy there's no one home tonight
The timing could be right
To forget the rules
We're out of school until tomorrow
Now if only you would stay
There's
day ima be a star, get mine you better yours yeah ima be the one the charge, They don’t know what I been through, overdraft when that rent due, till I
of them says,
How's your night, chief?
And the car moves along, a couple
Of honks for luck.
And one year, many stories, and newborn urban
Legends
again goddamn
I'm all up on your shawty's mind, I'm stamped
I'm the reason she went home with her panties damp
Thought I told you boys I'm the man now
I
all that
Why you wanna go and do all that
All the boys make you cry and
You end up by yourself
Lonely and miserable just like everybody else
If you
me, it's a homi
Posted in your lobby with a shotty
Sha Gz got shot in his back
He ain't walkin' right now
Let's get into that
All these niggas keep
Did it on my own, you try for no ring, yeah
Who's that? That's fake (who's fake? Who's fake?)
OG SPSC that's him, when he falls by a limb
But you boy
But he ain't have the time, grooving, chilling, looking for the villain
Down town dwelling, boy these eagle's swelling like he got knocked in his head
don't give me your hand
some try to decoy and play like they're your boy
but in the end you found out it was just a ploy
nothing but nonsense,
me young A.I with the grip and handle
Boy, your flame went out like a dim-lit candle
Nigga, I don't give a fuck, pardon my manners
I switch that
Why can't even call it up with about
I can't feel nothing I'll leave it beginning to hell
Strangers healing too by looking my right
Panic
and it shows
Wait
That's why I'm moving hard
Gave you too much right from the start
Making more enemies by the night
Don't mix your energies with my
My mind split in two
Filthy and cruel
The other side will moralize like censors do
And though they fight, they're both inside
So which is more
-Okay, lets do it
-Alright, well, how are you today first of all? I hope your trip was good.
Can you believe this weather? It's 65 and sunny.
But anyway,
attest you a funky opportunity
Let me kiss you right on the mouth and not on the cheek
Love rate is at the highest peak
Pretty fly you passed me by
Let me kiss you right on the mouth and not on the cheek
Love rate is at the highest peak
Pretty fly you passed me by
But do it now I'm gonna die
dial a telephone
Call up color vision from the safety of your home
You can mount the great offensive from a button by the chair
If you arm the right
On the road to perdition
With a mission for the gold
Cause I'm owed what I'm missing
I don't listen what I'm told
But I was served well by my hard head
Stayed
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