Lyrics:
ain't mad, I'm just not devoted
To fall in love with, doing exotic drugs and playing inside of clubs
I'm never the one to cuff
She like, "Johnny, you
soul my New York mommas
You're giving me control by moving to this song
You gon make me lose my girl, and all that drama
I swear I'm lovin you,
You love
mommas
You’re giving me control by moving to this song
You gon make me lose my girl, and all that drama
I swear I’m lovin you,
You love it to, then
The country was nothing but trees
So I went to the city one day
Down at the night club I met my true love
I just happened to pass by her way
and broke.|We had a whole club bouncin when they come to the show.|We get buck and crunk and don't fake the funk.|I dont pay for pussy, I dont hang with chumps.|I
a liar, need some killers, I hire them
Air out the flames like firemen
Lil' bro by my side, got more than 5 of them
Put all my trust in the O, my opps
life, ya b****.
I'm tryna' live it.
Get off ya a**, go and get ya a bankroll.
Don't sell ya soul for new j's and them stank h***.
I rather hit the club by
spot
Fuck all yall niggas with them dirty ass shoes come in the club like your dope and your singing the blues
Fuck anybody tryin to kiss our ass
Fuck
[chorus]
[kon artis]
You studies wanna job like assets
Rough is ready to start teaching niggas
In ass whippin' classes
Breaking glasses
Damage crews by
Hah Hahahah...
From the dungeons of darkness
Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop
Representin' with the LP
We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight
And bullshit don't last long
A lotta yuppies sneakin'
Cars out when dad's gone
Crackin' bottles in clubs
Frontin' designer fashion
But I ain't about
away
He didn't take anything from me
Apart from my precious faith
In everyone's honesty
He had money enough to spend
But back home he had a girl
was the first to produce mix and write
At the same time up in the club rockin the mic?
Who was the first to have a DJ and a side man?
The first
court fee (what is rap?)
Rap is a summer breeze (what is rap?)
You could listen to rap in the booty club, gettin a dick tease
Rap is strike three (what
Hey, what it do, what it do?
This is my life
All my pills, all pimps and all my real bitches in the vicinity
Just a coming through your speakers
Yeah i'm just happy to be back you know
I ain't been in this, in
This booth in a minute, you know
Niggas, niggas been going through
Shit and shit
to that
Too much dick ridin', where the killers at?
I'm surrounded by these hoe niggas
Like ain't no heaven for a dope dealer
Life is a fork in the road,
up on any lap
Dressed in all black
This is not a fad
This is not a trend
Baby girl this is who I am
Take a walk on the wild side
See if I'm a nice guy
Bag me for attempted M
By 10 it got changed to an M
Skengfield ain't slapped it once
Isn't it shit you keep losing friends?
Every year, that's your
a nigga like me was born with white skin
I wouldn't have got knocked by the white cops with the white rocks
Coming through in the new blue drop
I be able
toll
Take what you want, take what you need
Leave three wishes in a bottle by the sea
Beam me up, who the fuck is Scotty
I'm listening to Janis, I'm
getting chastised
I got your girl talking dirty so I'm winning by a landslide
Fuck bitches, get money
Last night
I was in the club fighting demons from my
feet like it's Covid
Yeah, that casket deep as fuck
Bought a section, but y'all ratchet, section 8 all in the club
And that pussy so damn dry he gotta
to
The kind of pain I'm in
Battlin' my demons, just the ways of men
Good girl at home but these
Hoes ain't playin' fair
Fightin' temptation
Keep me inside your
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