Lyrics:
the dirt, nigga can't you tell?
Don't I ride by in that SSL?
Snoopy had to get it on, ball, beat ten of y'all
I'm just tryna show 'em how them men evolve
for motivation, you be helped by it
I put twenty in my teeth because I felt like it
My number one is making sure that mom's straight
My whole family
really good as gold
She can make my grandpa
Feel like he's six years old
I got 20:20 vision and that's all I need
Enough to keep my baby here by
good as gold.
She can make my Grandpa, feel like he's six years old.
I got 20/20 vision, and that's all I need.
Enough to keep my baby here by
a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead but by God's grace
Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
My children love me and they understand
And I got a woman that
We on that drank we on that drank
I got 20,000 on me by mistake
How can I not ball until everything fade away
How can I not, how can I not
How can I
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
A nigga barely over twenty, where the hell we gon' live?
Where am I gon' get that money
I refuse to bring my boy or my girl in this world
When I ain't
This real talk type shit, I swear to God
We just don't call this shit drink, you know I'm sayin'?
Lil bitch, you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch,
imma talk my shit
(Again and again) imma talk my shit
(Let the games begin)
Imma talk my shit cause I made
Every stripe that it takes
To be able
Yeah, yeah
Pluto
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a nigga whacked on the news type shit
Sip and drankin' Actavis on some
shit to you
But that's how much they are
So they're gonna use this shit just to get by
Is gold, diamonds helpin' ya?
Don't you like my bandana?
My
into some shit, we never pop shots
We walk, scrap whatever he was
And live to talk about it then we get old 'cause
We keep a pack of zig zags for that
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That's some deep shit right there, a lot
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service announcement from
other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all
a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince
you walk
In the door first look at the store clerk
She's older than George Burns!
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can you afford to blow this
on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy
always preaching bout his past
I just kept screaming" Come on, dad!
That was twenty years ago
You don't know me at all!
Trying to talk to you is like
wilzzo-izzo-zee
Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
Ooh, I know, I know
I don't really care about her being pregnant by Michael Jackson
no bitch 'cause I'm a timid soul
Plus I'm cookin' up ambition on a kitchen stove
Pot start to bubble, see the suds, that shit good to go
Hoes say
(door)
Bitch, I got blue hundreds on the floor (woo)
Arm and hammer run, I'm at the store (talk that shit, nigga)
Sick of nightmares of being poor
dawg)
I'm only kickin' shit with people that understand me, dawg (understand me, dawg)
But they do not know what this shit really takes
Since 2016, I
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