Lyrics:
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
Freedom or jail, clips inserted
A baby's bein' born same time a man is murdered
The beginning and end, so far as rap goes
It's only natural, I
was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you
(50)
This rap game, this rap game (yeah)
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin'
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you wanna be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology: a pimp's
her to Canal Walk for that max relaxation
Man how I wish every day was a vacation
We living, smoking, chilling, we young, we're driven
By money
I'm down with
'Til I replied, "the Navy Seals outfit"
They told me my album was coconuts so they rewound it
I knew they was hypnoholics by how
It's all gone mad
Us man are on lockdown
No money and that
I'm after the cash
This year was meant to be mine
Forget all that
Re-evaluate life
Take
Lyrically equipped to flip a party in a ditch
Live by a code that the youngings don't know
Where a man is a man and we still don't snitch
Spent hours in
know me, man
It's time you know
I been flowing insane since before Black Reign
If it sound mundane then it can't be Sho
Made a album with my wife
We was
made 'for you by you'
Every hip-hop nigga listen and wishing he had your style
To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (yeah)
A mastermind is
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My
1]
[Chorus 2]
[Yung Joc:]
Hahahahahaha
If you made it to this portion of the album
Give yourselves a round of applause man
I wanna say thank
of the album
Give yourselves a round of applause, man
I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart
For takin? the time to ride with me, nigga
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes shaitan got me by the pressure
the past
When people said what they meant
And lived life fast
There was a young man who was misled
By another motherfucker, this is what he said
Once upon
the music industry man.
Ludacris and field mob,
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.
can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my
truck
How that sound shit
I think I just pulled up in my Lambo truck
You ain't balling, won't you tell all the fans
You just living like a regular man
the wins don’t focus on defeat
We been partyin all night man what is sleep
Dancing around people start to take notice
Had to get escorted out by the hostess
switching sides
I know some boys that'll stand by their side if they called me nigga and they're white
Niggas talked shit about me in the toilet, mother
we'r about to drop
Hope u ready for change
Started with thr president now it's me
I'll be all around the globe
And I'll prove that by the album's sold
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