Lyrics:
you choosing to air
Prove my consciousness is bullet proof
IOI crowned today
Our circle gorilla glue
Swinging by tomorrow too
Like what would Glorilla
thank you, Jesus
Boy, boy, I see you fake flexing
I ain't even gotta lie
Liquor all in my liver
Weed all in my eyes
Woop
Cops pull up by surprise
She hit
teach by design because not everyone thinks
Of the next step to climb with the mind when it links
To the brink of the vibe that only I bring
It's a piece
transferred
You'd think that the suffering, would go
And fade
No
Do you know how it feels to wish that you could've made things a new way?
A good boy, in school
Just when you thought we were done
Get away clean, Master P in 91’
If only you knew what we done over come.
Overstand that this ain’t what you want.
bring it when it come to the beefin'
'Cause Uncle taught me that these haters like waiters, boy, they come when you eatin', shit
Make sure that they got
Realzz
Yeah,
Damn, I can not find me a f*ck
That I should give,
Lebron with the dish
Only here for the wins yeah,
Still I can’t find me a f*ck
the ice by giving 'em handkerchiefs 'cause that's the only time they gon' blow
I got anger, perceptions are distorted due to addiction
I've been kinda
here, I wouldn’t have been so hopeless then
Doesn’t matter I’m down bad
Aw boo hoo, is the clown sad?
If you don’t practice what you preach you reap what
Yeah I wanna win bad, don’t wanna make it drag, redesign my life plans, stick to the right path, difficult, when you wake up and can’t be assed, but
a wannabe like you only know the chorus
Posing
Gut hanging when shirtless
They a bunch Papa Docs
Undercover callem ops
Trend setting, syke
Niggas only flock
Take the beat out back
You bout to see the fate of Old Yeller
I'm the only King Kong, ain't nobody go realer
Man I'm kind of like a cocktail of Em
the present where the future can be moulded
The reoccurring question is:
What would I have told myself ten years ago?
Focus
You know the O was replaced by
forget the bankroll
Diamonds VVS you can see them hoes in blue ray see me in blue ray
Balenci on me
All eyes on me
Bad hoes line up like 1, 2, 3
Could've
of a tsunami crashing against the shores sweeping all life and structures out to sea.
You can either choose to merely skim the shallow shores and only get your
Look my homeboy just got the new G-class nice and clean
Only wears white tees and levi jeans
But me and my dawg still like jake and finn
With a peng
a better way to get my money up
Baby don’t you run away from me
I know it’s tough
The only time I’m feeling loved
Is in your presence feeling snug
(Yeah,
The boy still gotta glow like I was kissed by the sun
You niggas cornbread and walk real gimpy
Box your ass up
Now who's back in a jiffy
You see the way I
Choice (2)
I went past a lot to get here in life
I mean broken hearts
Fucked up Relationships
Family drama and all that bull shit you know
love you
We too geeked, bitch we too up
Bad lil hoe said she want to fuck
Need more swag issey ain't enough
Need me a bag
Trying to be too up, huh (Ok,
know she only love me cause I'm back now for real
Riding through the city with a bad lil one
Yea I know she only love me cause I'm back now for real
Back
but you're never gonna leave the dome
Muhahaha
Your closet couldn't hold me
Hidden in yourself don't you act like you don't know me
Triggered by
silk sheets
roundaway d boy slangin like lil meech
boss chick day time supa model by night
but any time im putting on my cleats
Shopping sprees
fur minks silk sheets
roundaway d boy slangin like lil meech
boss chick day time supa model by night
but any time im putting on my cleats
Shopping
Discuss these only you bad boy remix by 112 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In