Lyrics:
I can put you on a island
I don't care if you a hoe
All cars got mileage
All cars got mileage
Swervin on the I - 90
You can't get the shit by me
I
I don't think they understand
This this makes me want to cry
I feel like, a moment coming together after so many years
I can feel it in the air
I
wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn
this I’m knowing
You can tell by how I’m flowing
I got heart like Brett and Owen
Alright, this here is a vibe
Get lit all night, this is my shit no
lie
Well I got a few tatts all upon my face
So when they find my body there won't be a mistake
And save you the heartache identifying me would make
I
Five-oh-one come follow me yo, everywhere that I go
And I know I ain't did nuthin' (hell naw)
The district think I be just a lil trick kid frontin'
U Ak got
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
, please)
You must be the only child because you're so stingy
I just wanna go buck wild when you don't defend me
I been on the fuckin' prowl, I been
frozen by my Sheer Cold words, know that I wrote 'em
A medley of dead genes won't be besting me
I've checked your testing, the defect of an inept team
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin' right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
(Dolly Parton/Bill Owens)
You lied to me
I can't believe
That I've been such a fool
I thought this time
I might find
Someone who would play by
You tried teaching me a lesson, but I ain't with that stressing
What we got is a blessing, so why you messing up the routine
Said why you messing up
war talk
But when me buck dem up, dem nuh wan' talk
So me ah try think hard why dem wan' talk
They must be fascinated with the war talk
Bumba all me
Your not the victim
Just good at the system
But I think you missed one
You might've screwed them but you haven't got me
Blocked off the hate that I
, That I'm feeling today
And somebody else gon' feel this heartache gettin caused by GeeTay
I think I'm falling out of love Somebody help me please
I
I’m high as they get
And I ain’t hit the peak yet
I’d say I’ve hit the bottom
I'm on my B-A-C-K
I need at least 80K
I’ve got no reason to wait, just
the pain of the comedown
Tears don’t dry
You’re on the way out
Saints and sinners
All together
Make a poor excuse for love
(Ah, shit)
I’ve been
I’ve been
will never hide
I've got me for granted
Watch my attack
Came to life alone
Not afraid to go back
So many misuses
You giving excuses
You really gonna do
me in tug-of-rope
Outta gas, smoked a roach
Matter of fact, what you bugging for
Keep me on the side or keep me on the main Give a fuck, I got other
like
"go on then but pay me a lager"
Wunsen, wunsen
Yo, draw for the tool, go on then, go on then
Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then
Draw for
Five-oh-one come follow me yo, everywhere that I go
And I know I ain't did nuthin' (hell naw)
The district think I be just a lil trick kid frontin'
U Ak got
Our memories leaves me so broken hearted
I gotta dance to keep from cryin' (crying)
I've got to dance to keep from crying' (crying)
Do the bird (do
keep it a buck)
If I said it, I meant it and some call that tough (Yupp)
I call it righteous
My shorty like girls (She does)
So I think that I might just
so excuse me when I get high
On my grind
I'm financially insecure, I'll never retire
I'm too focused, you know that I'm up and I'm at it
Mission
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