Lyrics:
It's murder one, they found a gun, now they doing ballistics
But they can't find a fingerprint, the shit's going terrific
Get so close on your target
won't do
Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight
Being underrated gave me time to create (yeah)
Can you relate? I renovate, straight out
walk home alone
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid
feel responsible for these kids?
All of whom I'm a father to
I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on
Or y'all gonna meet your
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's, I'm the man girlfriend
Honey check it, tell your friends, to get with my friends
And we can
to get there before you die
You don't get there
By playing from the rule book
You stack the ages
You load the dice
Mother dear
Oh, we know
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
you)
I don't know what to do
I,
Oh I,
I, oh Lord
I can fly like a bird in the sky, oh I
And I can buy anything that money can buy, oh I
Can
all of the seasons!
You're the weakness that I can't control!
Baby you all I need to get by
You fly, so you're all I need to get high
You got it? So
And like Fame, my style will live forever
Niggas crossing over like they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "suu"
'Nough respect due
Work it, make it, do it
Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger
N-n-now that that don't kill me
Can only make us stronger
I need you to hurry
Central ain't no joke.
Got to keep your gat at all times motherfuckers.
Better keep one in the chamber and nine in the clip god damnit.
You'll sho' get
bliss, your mouth was made to suck my kiss
Look at me, can't you see, all I really want to be
Is free from a world that hurts me
I need relief
Do you
bliss, your mouth was made to suck my kiss
Look at me, can't you see, all I really want to be
Is free from a world that hurts me
I need relief
Do you
later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I will not forsake, the colors that you bring
But the nights you
busy without your crew?
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you
Fuck where you at kid, it's where
Yea
Just like priceless
Something you can't see nigga
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got guns
And my guns got kids
And all I
spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugar coat the answer for you
This is how I feel—if somebody kill my son
That mean somebody's gettin'
a good thing
But you gotta (feel the same way I) do
So now it's midnight, haven't heard a reply
But I can see the truth lies in your eye
Could it be
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
anything
Look at this maggot, with a stimulus package
I can give a fuck about a Dow Jones average
What the fuck you do when your paycheck is average?
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
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