Search results for 'one drop of blood by ray boltz' Page #291

like a 40 cal
Chase the bigger dream tryna figure it out
I need two straps by my side give me support like a Gucci purse
I want a crib two mortgages rent

To fuck strippers
I’m Gucci slippers painting pictures

I was raised by them killers
Taught to raise pays and figures

Before I sold drugs I was the plug

and follow meeeee 
Been redeemed... by His blood... for His purpose... now I see 
It's not me... callin shots... for His will... I decrease... 
He said seek

life and I got no sleep
21 and 22 I had to drop out of school
23 became a OG seen a lot of niggas hate
At 24 I dropped my first tape release a lot

equestrian 

Road lil bumpy know You know threw the sattle on

Pimpin in my blood word to me RIP cbalon

Even if I got an issue I can't talk to Babylon

If I

she dropping the WAP ni bu Fetty
If she trap she a queen
Maybe
If she clap she a seal
Navy
If I drop then these rappers
Lazy
Don't play with the boy

in this game by my lonely now I'm walking solo and I got labels tryna sign on me
Just look at my face now, I got a bad lil bitch she a staydown
Baby

recall.
Fuck the industry, don't call me, you can't get with me.
I leave niggas hanging like Mississippi,
RBG to the last drop of blood in my body,

Clocked by a left
Galaxies I'm seeing 
Planets in my view
Peeping like I'm Tyson
I'm talking Neil deGrasse, master chief hes the right one 
Solo or spak we

the keys
My dumb ass forgot the tab, I gotta get that bitch from Z
Bullets stop a nigga whip like he was flicked by the police
Lean the choppa  to the right

Dodging lies
Thrown by guys
Tryna rain on my tree
Luckily that's what I need
My roots grow in adversity
Their demons are adverse to me
I'm growing adverse

knocking
Just drop the monologue I gotta be off
Too much talk, not enough listening
Too much focus on fitting in
Too much jostling for position, I'm sick

clique dope with the east side brief
Everybody wonder when I reach my peak
'Cause the bars and the hooks
And the beats by me
Been a one man band like Russ

I Found Keisha

Dave East

P2

2018

Sunday night, James got the drop on the meeting time
Monday came, Tim switched cars, nothing police could find
I'm on standby, James supposed to come

I'm busting shots Until I make that body drop 
My shit hit no hopscotch roley times dont tic toc
Look at this ass on dis big glock 
She ready to fuck

to the back him die by the back of his shirt

Nigga on the gram going up off this I don’t need to be bitch ain’t put in no work
Nigga homeboy die he ain’t drop

Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by

them body drops
She wanted all smoke but now she needing all them rhoto drops
I do it for my blood so nigga's know that I ain't trying to stop
Bitches

music drop
I want to be respected by all my peers
And pray that God would help
Me overcome my fears
Yo I hope lives change from the words I say
And they

shit to the grave
WHYCUZ THY SHALL
NOT SNITCH
Silence of secrecy
I’m die by that shit
410 and Draco
FN as side kick
Cocaine my old lady
Baking soda my

murda on my mind (revenge)
Burning me inside, keep it by my side
I get the drop and imma slide foreal (fa fa fa)
Now im going bad on em, yeah
Revenge my

Like nice kid
Must Know one-self
There's no one else

My my
Ny
Go to sleep,
Don't cry
Dry your eyes child
Cradled by it's grand design

My my ny (New

nuttin' but bugle
I fill up my van with boxes
And drop them off like I'm doing removals
Man try question what I bring to the table
I give him that look,

Just cause i walking by faith dont mean ain walking with tha steel
Im trying to tell ya
Think cause we in tha suburbs
Naw aint nuthin sweet in tha field