Lyrics:
On Dawgs, why the fuck am still the topic nigga
Like you have nothing better to talk about
Look time is valuable, use your time wisely
Stop worrying
Overlooked by wealth
Wasn't born with a silver spoon
Was beaten with one by twelve
Signs of posttraumatic stress
Covered by how I'm dressed
Mom and pops raised
and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, Field marshals, elites and the chief
Soldiers we better take heed and realize
Signs of the times, stand by yo 9,
Watch out
Day by day every minute, every hour
We gon' come on strong
We gon' prove them wrong
Back with the wood, attackin' your hood
My niggas be
conceited, she gotta reason
She got her hair did, she got her weave in and I'ma sweat that out
By the evening you, I don't sweat that now I gotta new
Come
conceited, she gotta reason
She got her hair did, she got her weave in and I'ma sweat that out
By the evening you, I don't sweat that now I gotta new
Come
said yes
Flashing lights and dollar signs
You can feel the rush it's hard to pass by
The pressure's on, I felt the heat
Time and time again you left me
barely hear
All that shit you rocking, boy that was last year
GOAT's here, niggas steer my style like a stop deer
Pump fear
To you bitches heart, Suge
stop like the lay by
Glad now she came by now
She's up and down like a blessing
Gives me flavours like a dressing
For my kissing she be caressing
So
go that way
Blow a Nigga like a candle cause I got cake
You gone get stop by the sign coming this way
More than 100 shots everybody participating
Turn
stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts
Ridin in the motherfuckin drop top[00:15.53]Riding with it up cause she give me top[00:17.69]Hittin' all the potholes don't stop
giving up the fight
They're living in the darkness
They don't even see the light
Yeah they're blinded
By the beast the storm is
Coming from the East they
Tryna soothe my brain with my
Money or my mind besides busting rhymes
I'm real good at doing crimes
Infected with the code of the
Street and gang signs
when I close my eyes
Tryna convince me to stop getting high
Lung had collapsed a nigga almost died
Felt so alone had no-one by mysids
Ptsd from the shit
And still pay the dividend when you chill on the internet
Yeah you really are a
West Stop
You lucky I have an inner voice now
You lucky I'm gonna find some
the east and the west
It's just a Player Holiday
Today's the day the Players play
So you better be on your way
(On your way, your way)
Now it's
Red lips on lookin' bright, quite vivid
I've been riding with lil shawty through the west side
Feelin on me so I'm runnin through the red lights
When
a piece
I'm lonely
West or the East
Come for me, hold me
Certain nights I can only
Feel like love won't stop in front of me
And all I got's not enough for
there on the west side
Come on oh-oh (x5) hey yo yo check this out
(Starang)
I go by the name of Mr Starang
Get back gimme room let me do my thang
Jam, where we don't make stars
We just sign 'em, uh-huh, that's what's up, Big Sox
[Method Man]
I'm on the grind... (can't wait to shine)
Fuck
guaranteed is a casket
Keep my life on drive automatic
Gotta brother out west he bracking
Live your life on the low stop flashing
Want it all go get it stop
feels he is being watched by more than just the curious deer
nd west Texas highway transients
t dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible
sider rider
Ridin out by the beach until the day is complete
I won't stop, no can over the prop flow
I was snot nose kid, I had the potholes
In my
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