Lyrics:
the night to come
So I can kick down his door and make him give me some
Bitch, I'm with a little young nigga, age thirteen
Fucked up in town while I
they clean
I turned a room to a 5 star
In your in your prison writing postcards
I had them sailing seas
Wit the whole squad
We got degrees
Shit ain’t
24/7, got ready on the turf, player
All day
Make 'em hop in the new coupe
Nigga, but that ain't nothing new
Forgive me for the sinning that they be
like dirty dishes (gross)
I'm about to clean them in the kitchen (woo)
And we making money by the minute (woo)
I'm about to do it way different
the trunk (trunk)
That bass got that bump (bump), that shit that make you jump (jump)
Ballin' like a bitch, throw it up, slam dunk (dunk)
V-neck like
me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings
with the strings on that Kubo
Young baller that Kubo
So dope
Oh no
Proddy with them clean verses
But no clean verses
Me v anybody
it's a clean versus
George
Wanted to dispose of this and that
But curiosity had killed the cat
At this age no wonder it was read
But this was the fate that you were fed
let's get this socially involved, we gone make it though this all, just stand by me yall
my friend hit the-hit the blunt, nigga
He-he over here wit' me
People wonder why I ain't runnin' from nothin'
'Cause my momma wit' the shits, and my
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
to breath and birth
c sound, to make clowns curl, im outta this world
12
C2
Brotha from anotha planet
Come to, wonder understand it
Fell for blunders,
a bitch without a left eye this TLC
You got to pay me to teach you how to run the game this DLC
You want to make some money?
Come trade with me
You want
Simon: Suddenly their yelling cause your hairs too long
Cassie: Or your room isn't clean
All 5: Roll a long
Evan: Every conversation is another lost
don't make it better
I wonder if she read my letter
Nine to five keep it all alive
Some days are hard to survive
I feel so down about it
I don't
2]
Oh sex will get to that later, who's that oh that is my waiter, she cleans and cater she
Works for me because I pay her she take care of all yo
all I know is just do me
I know them hoes' watching, they wonder how I'm eating, bitch
I'm a man I gotta make a plan, fuck you and your hand outs let
riches
Ayo, I'm Murphey Lee the
Schoolboy, the civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five
But six whores
For equality, Vokal, Cammy,
worse, and burnt more ties than mountains climbed
What the fuck
I hardly get any rest
WhenIlay me some ground
All my dreams make me sweat
Well, honestly
all live by our principles
Success so frequent it's a ritual
Money so easy it’s habitual
The Boss on me is so clean
My boss at work is just me
Network
brothers, only sisters by this one
Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me explain
Eight years before the game, everything came with pain
Watch
card smaller
Than his palms with grooves
On it's surface the
Street is quiet, the sidewalk
Clean as he walks
He occasionally slows to peer inside
working a nine to five yo just isn’t for me
Its time to stop working for money
And make the money work for me
So I turned up my hustle
Embraced fitness
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