Lyrics:
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
gnarly
Got that cottonmouth so I'm sippin' on Starry
Only toke never snortin' on Charlie (nah)
(Aye, your turn Connor)
(Fire on that shit boy)
Freak in
Wanna be gang chick
When Tim Mcgraw comes on
You know she knows all the words
She a pretty face little waist
Sure to be dangerous
I could never hurt her
how high
I'll be thinking of you the whole time
I'm carrying this heavy load
I don't know what to do
The only thing I know is that
I'm in love with you
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
that's like my uncle getting approved for credit
I do it to death
When I start hooking right you be hanging a left
Check out the only crew
That makes
St. Patrick
Feeling like Power
I only fuck with the brave
I don't like cowards
Got that nine on me
Feeling like Mike Powers
Took my Rockets to Atlanta
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
Submitted by
and foremost
I wanna thank you for taking the fight for my father to the Oval Office
You might not have been the only one that could've did that
But you were
shout out to my inspirational trainer, BJ Perkins. We've got the original
Finger Children here tonight. Tim get on the guitar, quit hammering.
I have no
credit
I do it to death
When I start hooking right you be hanging a left
Check out the only crew
That makes the power moves
Whosever next on the mic,
off the way it should have been
One of my homies that was one of my artists, he got signed
But it was supposed to really go through my production
matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white man's world
whiskey and other things
That LSD drop, it drip, drank
You say you sip cc'
That's Hilary Swank
You lookin' for clout
I'm straight to the bank
Pull up with
Provided that I have them, will understand what
We’re talking about
Interesting, right?
It’s just two of us: you and I
From this day on, I have only one fear
claws are the new bouquets
Number ones black cherry
Followed by that mango
Also raspberry
She don't fuck with lime though
Rubies in jacuzzis
Beach day
to sell his bus, his house, his cows: ain't had a hit since the sixties.
Well he's fed with hearin' about: Travis, Garth, Tim McGraw, Collin Raye, Billy
Who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What
to make gray
I can see by the hoof prints you left in the sand
Craters and cinders and nuclear tests
"TRESPASS NOT" on a sign that was posted
You're such
paid every tick tock
I wasn't who they bet on I bet that they reconsider
Making a killing is the only thing that I got in mind
Realness and hard working
a mental problem"
Up the glick on a nigga
And have a mental problem
It's supposed to be a drug
Deal but I robbed him
I don't give a fuck, that's his problem
painful words make this much harder.
You have no place here, I've left and so should you, should you.
These chains that bound me from this place.
Tonight
voice, yo I made my chioce
-tim and his boys foul plans was to leave me moised
-so I stood up,prayin to God that this ain't my last luck
-yo they got me
And I've had so
much fun mumbling on to you guys and telling you jokes and all that stuff and this is the last one! Well at
least I can go and have a bath.
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