Lyrics:
playin' rollin' never slowin' down
But tonight I feel like stayin' I kind of like this little town
And I'm not ready to pack it up yet if you don't have
need a little help
And I can give you therapy
Don't you worry
If you're not ready
Just come check in
And rehabilitate with me
You need
I'm the god, one-seven, Apple and E
I'm the Cash Money Mak'veli
Y'all ain't ready
Quick, fast, like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
Eighty-two, I was born
dog? That's not even the leak
Find the jewels like Kash Doll, I just need you to think
Are you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see
Have you
one car coming down the street
Acting all crazy and everything
Travis playing piano
"Sweet Sweet" playing in background
Woman travis I'm ready to go
understand I don’t care, by the way, I’ll do great anyway
Tired and silent
are you ready to move on? Mother, sister.
Lonely but stronger
are you willing to let
and keep getting high
We gon' decide who we see outside
See it already now just spin one more time
This Glock 45 stay right by my side
We in the front
Not hypothetically, physically lettin' you know
I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go
Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday
been ready)
So you can take it where you want
I'm kamikaze wanna try me?
Suggest you don't
Ooh, I told you, boy, I'm riding the donk
Ooh, I got shooters
ready to solve these problems.
Cause only an expert can see there's a problem
And only an expert can deal with the problem
Only an expert can deal with
real
Grim reaper that we call revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak
get no better than me
Let's not waste the time
You ain't gotta hold back 'cause once I get inside
You won't change your mind, you know that you can
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
pork
I'm prolly one of the realest yet
Trust me these niggas can feel a threat
I'm not too concerned with the internet
Come pop up in spots where we
turbans, kufi's
Hand guns is petite the shotties is doofy
Talkin in is not nice, lot of niggaz got life
Everything is good in my bank except cop dice
raise up in the stack
Schoolin', I'm ready to feel pain bet you ass
Will be fillin on the
Foul type, then you say "Hi!" when I pass by
A nigga tryna act
(not the lil' one)
Uh, she want to ride the wave, she like how I'm surfin' (how I'm surfin')
I'm in a foreign truck gettin' beat up by these Perkies
i will not stop, il fight
Bye, bye, wheres the fire, im the gasoline, taking this little higher
burning down, wanna dance with me, are ready for
'Cause he ain't ready (za da bump bum)
(See) see I don't want him, if he ain't made no arrangement with you (ooh)
I hope you would've done, the same,
'Cause he ain't ready (za da bump bum)
(See) see I don't want him, if he ain't made no arrangement with you (ooh)
I hope you would've done, the same,
of the days
Not for the weak
Only the brave
Chasing a dream as I go higher
Playing it mean, my heart's on fire
Living my life, ain't no pretender
Ready
Ass move!
Kingston massive, we ready?
London massive, we ready?
Trinidad massive, we ready?
African massive, we ready!
So
I'mma blaze high till
I make reservations at the Crystal Skull for me...
For me, and Scarlet, and a a friend of hers
I'm not gonna lie to you it only gets worse
She
on (tira pa'lante come on)
Say bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)
Now bring it on (estamos ready come on)
¿Qué carajo tú me vas hacer? si yo sé que
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