Lyrics:
This dedicated to my
"All Star Team"
(Yea!)
2Pac, Notorious B.I.G
Bone Thugs & Harmony
Eric B & Rakim, Styles P
J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar
Nipsey
of butter and somethin sweet
Gallons of coffee to wash it down
Bicarbonated soda by the pound
Then throw me (smack dab in the middle)
I picture it
time to chill, got a date, can't be late
Hey, the girl is gonna do me
Move to the Jacuzzi, ooh, that booty
Smack it up, flip it, rub it down, oh, no
that I dont wanna be
In your confortation so they had put me up in quarantine
They cole like they J
So I went got me a chocolate one she finer than you
finna crush it up
Acid on my mind all the time
Shut the fuck up
Yeah, we finna throw it up
Yeah, we got euphoria
Fucked up all the time
And I fuckin' hate
phone, pull up by myself, and I play for keeps
Talkin' reckless, you could keep yo necklace, see me better eat
It's on the Bible, I'm the last survivor,
My brother finds comfort in calculators
He assigns every number a name
He believes that they add up to certainty
And he's upset with the fractions
Yeah real life
Birthdays was the worst day's now we
Sip champagne when we thirsty
And pour it on the models
Ima buy another bottle
Momma told me "go
gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothin' by it
But when it come to, fuckin' with you MC's
know how I stunt
Throw a pair of J's to a bum every month
(Hi I'm Ashton Kutcher)
And you just got punked
Don't mention my name
Don't mention my name
When I roll one
They gone roll one
When i throw one
They gone go up
When i roll one
They gone roll one
When I throw one
They gone go up
Twisted
dreaming
Like he J Cole
Now he getting clingy
I'm sorry
Don't do no labels
Adding they two cents
Bitch go add it to your pay roll
Tried to be nice
But fuck
reasoning no crimes and I never knew why
Even now it still makes me cry.
If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a line
Just a little
I know, I know
Good with words, Caleb, you're quotable
I hope her coke so white, I can't see her ghost in it
That coke was so white, I could see her
GASOLINE
Written By Sofia Lynch
Do you know what you're doing
Do you know what it means
Strike a match throw it in my gasoline
Do you get off
Royal Fam, IAM, Sunz of Man, Wu Tang Clan
'bout to take it to another chamber
From Medina to Marseille...Marseille, Marseille ...
Yo, IAM, SUNZ
Ya woke up late for work, fuck that job already hate it
Wozzle from your broad hoe, got the sizzle ya there's no debating
Spent some
Ya I spent some
Apply major pressure my nigga
You hear me?
Money on my mind, can't take it off that shit
A nigga's got five different iPhones
I only pick it up
A n**** like me be so gone
Eyes so low that a n**** gotta throw his loaks on
Wonder what them folks on?
That's what they be askin'
Them kush we
that’ll hit the spot
Put ya favorite playlist on &
Turn it up a notch
Two peas in a pod
Girl we all we got &
I’m writing you this note
Leave it by ya bed
Don't give a fuck when it's time to bust
From the top to the bottom they don't give a fuck
Nigga get them choppers out the closet, come and hit you up
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
Reedy stuck stoppin' up the rig
Renegade hoes settin' up the trick
Junkies usin' H, it's a better feel
I can't be the one you love
And I can't be
deceiving
J. Cole said it best people change like seasons
It's the truth either better or for worse
And I'm thankful for my family but it's like a precious
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