Lyrics:
Nigga, uh, uh, uh
Put a bitch on a bitch and a bitch on a strip
Extra chips with the dip, extra clips for the stick
They my sons, Joe Jackson, come
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
Is Take Trips & Talk Sh!t
If Ya Foul Ima Smell Ya When Ya Come Around Here
Face To Face Deals Got Me Healed By The Will Of God
I’m From The West Side,
I'm about making 20's
Andrew Jacksons get turned to Benji's
If I feel like that boy offend me
Then imma pop out with a different semi
Everyday nigga
come I'm still stressed an' even though the squad's glistenin'?
Why You had to take Pun, someone so young?
Had so much more to live for, as real as they
You the other half to me the missing piece I need to fly
And live my life knowing you're by my side
Butterfly city around you, thankful to God that I
on the request line hey, baby boo
I'm on the request line for baby, ooh, baby
Can I play for you?
Yo, still remember Mary J on the radio
When my boy Joe was
chase after me
20-20 still can't see the peak, ascending casually
Michael Jackson, man I swear it ain't nobody bad as me
Drop top, gold wrist watch
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
(Statik Selektah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They say it's live by the code
Die
the keys
And I got Jackson Cannery
Millionaires and millrats
Live side by side
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
Tell me what's he
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
ain't moved on I let em go (Let it go) he hooked nose full of that Phyco Snow
And since niggas need Jackson help to make money bitch come be my ho (Ah)
shit cox I got rich by myself yeah
Money in the bank
Money in the house yeah
Adey show body
Cox adey count money
Nana mebe kyere meho
Nobody fit come my
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
towels (ok)
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin' downers (ok)
They been countin' for hours, gettin' kisses by the thousands (ok)
Money
baby a baddie
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she’s feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray
And if you judge him by his cover
Cause you blinded
By Your covers
Then I guess he's just and average joe
That you'll never never know
Mix check
One two
and I often fall
One day I had enough and I called 911
I could have went from 9 to eleven by the time the police would come
They rang the bell of this
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
Jim to the dogs, Peter to the dance.
A cousin of mine goes potholing,
A cousin of here's loves Joe Dolan.
Summer comes around each year,
We go there
daddy's daddy rolled like a stone, denying his lead role
My daddy broke the chain
Far from perfect, close to G.O.D. though
He parented hard like Joe Jackson
If I see you in my dreams
I won't ever go to sleep
And I think she tweaking
I'll be gone by the weekend.
Baby we not speaking
Nah, Joe Budden got some
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