Lyrics:
They want the album
I’m taking my time
Payin’ my dues
You payin’ dem fines
Word to billie eilish you rappers lying
Boxed in ya’ll been moving like
Life isn’t a competition of who’s the fastest
You’ll be moving at ya own pace
People sleeping in the hood when u getting home late
And soon enough You’re
dream you
Sippin' on that wine you love I made this album on my phone
Walking right by new stranger pass me like I don't know ya
Put it all in the past,
on mine
Outlawz my spine, it ain't hard to find
But get ya and lay low
And get ya piece by the dough
I keep my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
I keep
ain't really been playing
Thirty days in rental
I'm sponsored by Avis
On-road getting to it
Nascar fan favorite
Our life been a movie
Thirty years in
sons grinnin
Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
The C needs coachin
Put your'e album out, same day as us and we'll see who's
screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens "huh" we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid
others doing
This for mothers, pray your son life don't get ruined
This is for the wanksters in the comments talking gangsta, in jail I woulda shanked ya
How ya album doin'?
I'm gettin' cake off of my latest
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime
Wintertime
you bout a pinch of my pain
Last time we talked, it took a lot to share how I been
These days I'm getting high with my face in my hand
I'll do anything
ya life? (How's ya life?!)
Perfect (Ahhh)
Perfect (Yeah)
Perfect (True)
All the fuckin' pain was worth it (Mhmm)
Worth it (Yeah)
Worth it (Yessir)
In
and never settling for less my Nigga I have no regrets from running by myself
In days with all focus all surrounding mental health
Put the blame on me
the truth man
Chocolate can't melt
And I stand tall in the booth man
This shit keep cummin' and cummin' like ya bitch cooch' man
It's so amazin' how she suck
brother Demond on my receiver
He say where them new songs at, we need ya
(Ahki, where you been at man?)
Chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody
I remember when it seemed so easy
We dream of the life that we see on TV
The world's ruled by materialism
New cars, big house, new stereo system
I
and take ya girl and then speak to ya mama
I never forced nobody in my life who didn't wanna
I got room for baggage carried it's all in designer
Old Impala,
walk in my shoes, wanna take my place
So at any given time they might take my life
So I take the .38 when I ride at night
Broad day, no exempt, niggas
to the sticks
Graduated when ya
Bitch was six
So you know who you fuckin wit
My aim ain't cold still shoot for the fuck of it
Graduated baking pies
Two days after
Yeah, yeah
Mm
I feel I know you from another life
Late nights we vibe and i feel a high
Do you feel a high
You feel my flame for you in the night
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
might choke
Born in 2000 so I gotta lay low
Shoutout Snoop and all the real ones fo sho'
The people always want mo' damn
The people always want more
Any
I get it by my know how
meanest smile
how was your life as a child
did you grow up in the ghetto
around thugs and killas
though
the purpose of doing all this talking
Summer '88, or was it '89
Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind
I'm in my room, boomin' drawin' LL Cool J album covers
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