Lyrics:
Breeze through in the Q, .45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like Dutches from the master
Hate
your bitch bouncin' on my dick like a pogo
It's not my fault I been that nigga since the second grade
Get money stay up out the way that's the only way
not that long ago bitch I was lonely (I was lonely)
Now I'm up so these niggas say they know me (Know me)
They so phony (So phony)
When it came to them
caught by 12
He think he getting off on us he need to off hisself
On that type of time all the time not only off the meds
Tryna hit em up but niggas steady
about what happened, all I'm knowin' is it was money
Had a nigga wagin' war against who I thought was the homey
Shoulda known this shit was evil, by
Gettin away, but I was suddenly stopped
At point blank range, by a motherfuckin cop
And I hope they don't think that a lesson was taught
Cause a nigga
dreads
I say money money money
All I think about
Stash a couple hundred juggin off the bank account
My nigga thuggin
What you mean
That's by a large
Niggas on the run
Running from my demons
Niggas moving fast
Trying not it to crash
I'm just trynna Make it out
Devil on my ass
All I know is thug it
30, you a fool for this one (Oh ohh)
Ayy, this that new edition
We ain't like none of these niggas, no cap
(On God)
Ayy, had to learn from my wrong
block, lil' nigga, I can come by out the corner
I'm not trustin' these hoes, what I tell my momma
Comma, comma, come and cross my line, be Makonnen
I
smoking cocaine, cocaine
"Nigga"
Brain cells clouded nigga my bad
She be like that, she be like that
When you see us on the road with a side bag
We
Propane spitter, cocaine spitter
Cocaine flipper, get caught
No name, no blame, I will never ? niggas
Pay what I owe and never short-change niggas
on top,
Same niggas that never wanted to see the Doctor's Advocate drop, flop, I think not,
I'll fuck you rap niggas like virgins,
Dre took my training
them prison cells in his cells
I can tell the tale that you want me to
inhale
But I’m blinded by the thought if it’s for real
No not Pharrell
But I felt
getting bitch
Im not phased by ya flossing
If its a sign on this pussy
Its gone be proceed with caution
Itll drive a nigga crazy
Padded room with the locks
nigga in the cut
With that rag throwin 'em up
Cause he ain't got shit to live for
And get my lighter off the dresser, among the pressure
Niggas wanna get seen
Niggas sipping on fake drop
That shit not lean
Nigga rocking that drop, that's not Supreme
Nigga said he want smoke, that's fine by
flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach; I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I
is some Dolce
See me by myself man you better not approach me
Got it on my own ain't no nigga ever coached me
Niggas fuck with us cause they know that
What did I just spy with my lil eye
I caught a fuck nigga tryna pray for my demise
Slow it down lil baby we gon catch 'em by suprise
How I'm feel
[Strick]
What, Silky Don Entertainment
That nigga Strick, Royce the 5'9''
Rock-A-Block all day, what yo yo yo
I'm the type to show up
well man say that
Huh, you ain't 'bout your money, nigga say that
Huh, disrespect, we don't play that (play that)
We not for nothin', don't play that
they living in a drought
Brain dead with no thought of any doubt
Motherfuckers in a lane with no route
Shit nigga not me
Tryna rouse those niggas who
the boss
And watch that young nigga in the cut
With that rag throwin 'em up
Cause he ain't got shit to live for
And get my lighter off the dresser, among
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