Lyrics:
The south or the north
That ain't gonna get me worked up
But I'll draw the line
Every time when it comes to the things that I love
So one slip
that we into things
Do whatever gotta get it by any means
Money , Talk , Like Charlie Sheen
Babygirl come fuck wit the Winnin Team
Say she scared cuz she
go, nah)
I took a flight to Atlanta
Lookin' for 'Tech, I just need the Sprite or a Fanta (vroom, Hi-Tech)
I'll get you hit from a text
You pussy, no
the leaves die
Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by
The body count in the streets is knee high
Plus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak
Ripe
from grace
Swallowed by a watery grave
Now I'll frolic on this stage
I'm a part in a play
Like I was nothing but a puppet
Just a pawn in the game
Lookin'
done wit class
I know yo last shit had
Hella A's
I'll come thru wit some cash
And eat that ass
To help you Celebrate
Hoes love when I'm outside
I'll
Facts (Eat)
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Facts eat. Twenty nineteen eat
We steppin in like this
im bout da talk my shit man nigga no hooks in between
who come from the gutter all runnin' amuck with a gun on the waist
Money the measuring stick for success in the west, it's the reason we runnin
chain swang, niggas come around
And they know that can't even hang
I'll never let a nigga send me off in the gang
Catch me standin' in the rain, gotta
though
No happy endings
No happy endings
No happy endings
No
I'd rather be used
Than forgotten by you
Than forgotten by you
The disco never ends
Come back
cover
With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother
On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin' ahead
He said "I'll love you till I die", she told him "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by, she still preyed upon his mind
He kept her
Verse 1
But I'm sayin kid
it's only right to represent where I'm from
East Coast bottom line, But I represent
wherever I go (what)
I'll be
cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just
runnin' this well taker, earth shaker
3 point gunnin' this
Get out the lane, I'm comin' through
And if you don't wanna move then
I'm comin' right through
to beat
Cause I'll be up in that ass like a bike seat
And when it comes to boneing I'm Mr Erecticy
Hoes come by the crib for a free histerectomy
I ive
me she was spotted by the neighbor's kid
She can't come back now 'cause they know our secret
Unless I can make them keep it
If I do she may come
this Bugatti
Bitch, I'm bad, I'm worse, I'll pass the purp'
Don't fuck with me 'cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk
I swear I be the sickest
mean son-of-a-bitch
Everything is so fast and so crazy
But the day still slowly slips on by
And when that five o'clock whistle starts to blow
I'll be
bewitching in you
I need you here by me every night and day
There ain't no words describin'
The magic you make
So baby lite me up with your love
Only you can
Like MOP, nigga, I'll mash you out
If I can't get you here, swing by your house, muthafucka
Ya'll niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up into
And even in that time I'll say a rhyme
A brand new style, ruthless and wild
Runnin around, spendin money havin fun
Cause even then, I'm still number one!
babe
You got me wrapped around all over your fingertips
I'll give you everything, just tell me what you need
Oh, baby
Just come my way and I’ll show yah
Sometimes I wonder
Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come out
Man we strugglin, it's hard sometimes, but
Tomorrow's better than
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