Lyrics:
character, so let's call him a perisher
To get rid of a good boy, no more clarity
Fuck people's parity
I guess I'm a parody
But that's a merit, to inherit all
bout a bag
Yes indeed
It's go cost to fuck with me
I'm charging fees
You can't trick me off these streets
Ain't nothin' free
I get a bag when I wanna
and they diss but like who mad?
No it's not me I don't care bout they dumbass
Scoop T by the gate and push dumb fast
Top 5 in VT and I ain't last
All I do
in this bitch boy y'all better recognize Fa real nigga ha
I'm back
Nigga y'all ain't ready for this y'all ain't ready
Damn how hard could it be
blue and green diamonds I call it the earth face
I'm gettin' ya cake I tell you how ya dessert taste
I get a dessert plate
Y'all eat pedigree as ya
it out ain't gonna sit back baby
And watch the pieces fall you're black and blue honey and I can
See it all
All your angels can't save you now
All
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to Vietnam
Now we all
ain’t wanna miss
Cuz he wanna go way further than this
Getting so low, isn’t how the losers go?
It’s not a shame, he’ll be fine by 6 am
Saved by his
boy hold the metal
By the scars on his face, I could tell he know the ghetto (huh)
Where we both tryna get to, it ain't coincidental
His is
I'm a bread winner, you wanna make a fortune?
Place all your money on the black and on the red, nigga
This ain't a gamble, it's a promise, I'm a head
What if the black people
Had white power
Stripped your pride naked
And rapped you by the dollar
Did everything in our power
To make ya soul sour
Then
or you might get
Pissed off by random nuckas
Everybody knows me
And all the bitches blows me
Stop fucking around
It's not my fault my Black
Friend Jesus
Thought we had truth it was all just a lie
You knew I trusted and knew that I’d buy
My head is just spinning
Please give me a minute
I don’t at all get it
[There you are]
What just happened?
What did I do?
Can you hear me cry?
I'm out here all alone
Oh why?
How could I be such a loser in life?
How do I
gotta have jiggles
Don't care if it's medium thick or little
Front with a Birkin bag I like to get a triple
All these blues got my pockets looking
that foreplay
I know you got that mean tongue, mean tongue
YAH
I know that you want it
From the way you on it
Used my black boy magic
Got that juice made
on dubs out
And they got quarters, halves and birds in one house (I got it, I got it)
It's all good in the hood, hustlin' like it's legal
Soon as you get
on dubs out
And they got quarters, halves and birds in one house (I got it, I got it)
It's all good in the hood, hustlin' like it's legal
Soon as you get
black right to your face (yeah)
They say where you live, you'll never be able to own that place
My father said that you can change it all with your
some kid said I was there
Thеn they caused a riot (Tyler's here)
Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound
Of fuckers tryna get a photo
All because they noticed
want...
Aaaawww
The whole worlds Falling if we don't get up
It's all costed us far too much
Try and help thy neighbor stand as fxcking tall as they want...
a friend
Lonely with your photograph again
I've been overthinking barricading on my own
It's so personal
I'm not sorry that I've sinned at all
Carrying
you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In
you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In
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