Lyrics:
hesitate to bust my shit
I tell you niggas like Kyrie, "Suck my dick"
I don't trust a soul, I don't even trust my bitch (uh-uh)
Before I fall in love,
(Curtis Wright/Jim Collins)
Another fourteen hour day, crisis solved deadline made
I came home like always, tired and beat
Threw dinner in
see you much
I know you're not gone yet
But it feels like you're drifting away
Every single day
One step further away
Walk by some place
Thought I saw
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
Blowin' out, blowin' out
Black on time been still layin' like I said
Under the screen, be a eight wonder
So for Dania, I do it, shit, push a little fist
tellin' on me (niggas, they be tellin' on me)
Give me a brick, I'ma sell it, like I was tryna build a house
Just give me the key (give me the key)
I hit
She a fiend for me
I'm in love With
All the blue hundreds
Got her squirting on me
Now she working on me
Roll up uh
Pull up and they sold out
Nobu
Well, your head couldn't feel any lighter
It's like a fun house ride, the kind you just can't miss
Call it crazy, and yet, is there anything better than
ask for more
Que Sera's and Kings
A well-respected vendor
And a mediocre painter
She sells t-shirts by the shoreline
If you like that, she's got more
got him
My mouth is an Uzi and I shot him
With the hundreds of rhymes and rhythm designed
To make him rewind, this time I draw the line
He's mine...just
notches on his thighbone,
Searching for one hundred and eleven.
And he's charming as a child as he leads them to the web,
Seducing queens and gypsy girls
I know that I'm available but I don't have the time
I got money in my pockets I'm not even doing crime
I'm chasing hundreds and hundreds until I get
twisted
I will light ya, fight ya, in the middle of the party
With a hundred thugs right by me, and you don't wanna try me
What I got to lose? And I'm mad
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I said I feel invincible
(Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
They like, "Papi, what's the crypto move?" (Move, move)
I pop a trade, go
a lot of games
But with you it's not the same.
For you, I'm'ma ride.
I want you by my side,
I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind)
I
than y'all
Ace by the case, I'm more realer than y'all
Sleep with the K, I'm more realer than y'all
A regular day, I'm more chiller than y'all
There's an old house I left in the distance
I can still see it standing by the road
It'll always be a part of my existence
Full of memories and faces
right by your toe
Hanging out with some h-o
Thought I wouldn't know
Well it looked to me like you were free
You told me that you be busy
I'm not
All you need to keep it 100
Do your best and just reach it 100
Stay awake don't sleep that's 100
Never know what's comin round the corner
I keep
when
I'm off the ecstasy
Feel like I'm invincible, bitch
There ain't no killin' me
And yeah, I always keep it 100
Like a centipede
I be stayin' still
on our golden sessions
While basking in my centerfold
Unmade bed and blanket statements
You're playing house like we're home alone
On and on, so
God its good morning
By myself I'm sad I'm still mourning
On the highway at 100 and I still floor it
Used to sell drugs and now its so corny
Built my
me, I don't like hypebeast
That woman is my only dime piece
Pipe cleaning, like I was a plumber
Cause I get in it like a hummer
Hundred times you
of getting wasted
My house with one bedroom
What if I lose control again?
We can't think of getting wasted
When we live by ourselves
What if we all lose
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