Lyrics:
fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream
the fuck you niggas here for?
Talking out your neck can get you slapped up in your ear hole
Swear these niggas acting man these niggas Dave Shapiro
Niggas
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
hear it by the couch?
Boogieman under your bed, not in your closet
Cause I'm not a homo
Won't drill no door hole
I won't make a peep, so you can go
racks
Chat too much it can get too bad
Step away from my mob you don’t wanna get stabbed
21 on my watch but I ain’t no Savage
Time flies by man i have
couldn't get by me, why me
A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that used to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job
cryin’
‘Cause she doesn’t have a dress without a patch
For the party to go
Oh, but you know she’ll get by
She is livin’ in the love of the common people
sister
Cryin' cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch, for the party to go
Oh, but she knows, she'll get by
She is... Livin' In The Love
on the track and get fully engulfed
CHORUS
we are not the same we are different
looking all around and I’m by myself
my career will never be a figment
y’all
and I keep my sleeves rolled up
If its shit to get done you know my hands getting shitty boy sure nuff
Come on now I don't do lazy moves
Gen X and I
went to Dave and Busters for a night
And she just wants to win the biggest doll
Took too long to get the tickets
So I’m giving her my credit card
dope
Met a bitch named Dave, hit her and split her like a loaf
Plug told me if I want to turn, then meet him by the coast
Always make a play so you can
still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
I'm more than a man, I've been died and rose again
Left these holes in my hands, so you know who I am
the gatekeeper
Will power get weaker
And the pot it gets sweeter
Before the days of drinking baths
Full of hot sauce
The net was keeping track of how
I'm
That's my fucking boy
You can go get bent
You can just drop dead
I need you like I need a hole
In the side of my head
This is Catch You Later
Maybe
the Prats
I'm speaking the facts
Straps leave you leaking like taps
Believe it it's that, So don't get capped
We went from fist fights to knives
To holes in
crying
'Cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch for the party to go
Ah, but you know she'll get by
Because she's living in the love of the common
Word to Gunna Roof full of holes turn my mattress to a waterbed
Drip too hard and the kid had to sleep on it
Was working a job got released from it
I
History
They put me in the hole for selling trees
Selling trees
Now they plan where to put their dispensaries
Dispensaries
I just wanna say
I can’t get paid
offers
I'm in the Gucci store right under the Trump office
Are you living or you existin'?
Gotta start living, can't be resistant
No matter how you get
bullet holes then keep on rolling yea
Locked and loaded I keep that 9 I'm always toting
He felt that heat and then he folded
He speak on me well that get
chicks
Doin favors, holdin blicks, hoes get mad
Now they jumpin dick to dick
Every nigga wanna be the next one, all these gas station pics
Surrounded by
Ni66a want bread better ketchup
Fuck a drive by
We do a step up
Where ni66as get up on them
And stand up on top
Hope his white tee don't get messed up
I'm
girl the same, I can't put them on the pedestal
You a buster no Dave, ain't nobody really scared of you
I gotta stay with my drink, niggas thought this
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