Lyrics:
say that! We came over in the same boat
Now we all in the same bed
Well maybe different boats
But you know if you think
About it, last week, it
Was 22
Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe
That R E S P E C T I kill for
Lost a hundred grand
Made a hundred mill though
My money long, your money
Yea, man we came from the bottom
Stunna told me get these n****s so I got em!
Man these women treat you different when you popping
Well I ain't
never eat without it
They gave me 17, I couldn't believe I got it
Thought I was through with money, but Wells Fargo say I got it
bitch bitch ass niggas
if your down come around check the super rhyme
We don't drop dimes
Come and have a funky time
Well it's the 718 and everything is straight
We live
remember all that game you taught me
Don't fuck around and get played by these label owners
Talk that shit to these niggas, Adrien Broner
But secure
(Steel Banglez)
Chyeah
Morrisson
Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
to make a mill by twelve today
And I can get it done at my mind state
Don't need you niggas fuckin' up my grind state
Fuck the bullshit nigga get
the block, I dropped a tape
Talked to Walt and watched him fly away
Multiply my problems by the day
Westside chillin' with a faithful
Knock it out the park
first got the call...
The escort service I work for
Said you wanted it ALL!"
Well, you came to the right place -- this is it!
I got the most sanctified
meaning or structure
They asked me to shoot, I do it, I have no character
Homegirl got a nice little turd cutter on her
Put a bag over his head and send
your smile
Dark eyes so sharp they cut glass
And I don't even wanna talk about your ass
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
sharp they cut glass
And I don't even wanna talk about your ass
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
We'll stare at the stars
gon' fly
Got a little kick, but it ain't no tired
Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride
Now we goin' hard like I ain't gonna die
Meek Mill
blindness
all over me
don't let daddy hear it
he don't believe in the gin mill spirit
come on baby do a slow float
you a good lookin' riverboat
the angel wings but those are talons
This isn't talent, it's talons
The talons of a Dark Eagle
A dark eagle looking over the landscape
A shadow moving over
Yo Capri yo this is Diamond um
Check it out um I moved the session to next Wednesday
At twelve noon plug me in at D&D you'll be outta there by
I'm from the west so I'm screaming free chill
I cannot stop till I touch me a mill
I call up them niggas they ready to drill you talk like you tough
This is the Vmix! How big said it
When the Rémy's in the system
Well I got a 60 clip on me
Like an AK in my pocket, bitch
Get money
Or should I
at gettin' by
Well the longer I'm gone, the more I see
The city brings out the country in me
And finds it's way into every song i write
That's why I sing
Walt
See dem a come and a move like dem want fi exalt
Have it, let dem see can easy fi get caught
Di profit tell you seh provoke the youths not
If my the og walt did it
I am never going to hesitate it
3-D straw bitch I stay lit
3-D straw riding shot gun wife bitch
We talking over bit by bit
I got that flow, it's on sale if you need a rush
Coke blowin' out my fiend's nose like the speaker bussed
Ho caught me D'd up, talk down, we T'ing
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