Lyrics:
It was almost every night
I'd be blinded by the light
With the sun I'd drag myself to bed
Sometimes I'd wake up in a sweat
All my sheets were
clatter
Fill their senses with cement
Watch the people scatter
One by one, one by one
Pulled to bits in silence
Left rotting on the ground
Slowly pulled
charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol' fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
And life
Loosen up baby
Let out all the rage
Get a little crazy
Rearrange your furniture
Don't be afraid
You gotta push it
Pull it
Push it
Pull it
Any way
time excellent, I party hard
I pull up in the Bugatti on God
Tony Montana said, "This world is yours"
I just said, "Sure, it's Wayne's World"
Party
crack that they sell fish at the dock
He runs to every car, thinkin' he's a star
He gets his product snatched by some people in a car
Take a left here boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know
I'm fifteen, I ain't green
gon die
Make em' pull they alarms
Keep they hands to the sky
Make em' yak that Patron let the Nina reply
Bangin' on ya'll isms for the people we die
wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, cause I'm
(fuckin' with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin' with (runnin' with)
Treated bad by a bitch 'cause you wasn't rich (wasn't rich)
How many people
you leave am, leave am
No be everybody, be believer
Anytime that I pull up, I deliver
Anytime, any arena, 'rena
I be God's own like Jesus
Before
It was gone by November or December
Shit, I am a winner, yeah
Came to this motherfucker with my Glock 40
Pull up, aw shit! Q in the Audi
Swagged up
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Girl, you're lookin' like a '4 dropped low to the ground
Ooh, I like it when you shake it up and swing it around
Don't stop, ooh, you servin' it now
Aw, man, yeah
You ever be in the club, man
You get in a fight
People that you don't even know jump in?
You feel like you wanna hit somethin',
the game coach, I'm the antidote
Pull up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a boat
I am so cold I need
woman wait mi put her pon stand by
Why she pull down mi fly, mia tink ?bout di lie
Mi never shy
**** up an' **** up an' fling up an' give mi, yea
committed, heaven knows
Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go
In my ride and I'm all in, gettin' high
I can hear the people callin', I'm passin' by
life I really live
I don’t talk about it
Pick ya favourite movie scene
We could live it out and um
Go crazy, grab ya hair, pull it out
Uh, I got a MIA
up on it))
Every time u get some
People wanna take it back
They rather see u on the run
Than see u get it like that
Every time they stop u
Change up
underboss pull a doublecross
Niggas ain't ready for the holocaust here and now
Want them games people play, catch these bullets over Broadway
Tough times don't last
Tough people do
Tough people pull themselves up by the bootstraps
When they hit hard luck
And they stay strong and they keep
count on any reprieve
The hands of the helpless are raised
Your dead little secrets are praised
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed
By the inches
to Ali, Prince Ali
Prince Ali, amorous he, Ali Ababwa
Heard your princess was a sight lovely to see!
And that, good people, is why
He got dolled up
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