Lyrics:
back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening
TARGET
Braggin em taggin em draggin em mad hollow-point rhymes in my mic
Choose Smith or assault over Magnum (huh)
So back up off me, here's a clip
motherfuckin back
Sick of playin around
Opportunities intact, BITCH
Picking off all of the haters is what violence is motherfucking about
Run up on me and it'll
make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s
many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked
I got enemies, lot of enemies
Want the end of me
And bury me, that by any means
Necessary, yeah
And friendin’ me, no one friendin’ me
They is scared
plays
When I had no plays
Part of me died last night
Come back, come back
Part of me died last night
Come back, come back
Part of you died last night
three", peace to the real G's
Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I can't give up, it's a black thang
And I ain't goin' back to the crack game
back to back, back to back to back, uh
Got me flexing like I never had, so that’s flex on flex, flex on flex on flex
Bitch gon break her back just
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
'Cause he's 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down (yeah, bitch)
Daddy is back
taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit hey mama look what God made
She's mine
Catch me
Don't you, (she's mine) catch me
Don't you,
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
nothing like the first time (I gotta have your ass home)
or how things used to be
Ok, come travel with me down memory lane
Back in my wonder years when
So nigga stop acting like we don't know killas too
fucking with my money like I don't know gorilla's too
Chris told me get my money, get the fuck up
to be cheesy
But you make life easy
When mom and dad leave
It's just you and me
As we get older
I'll be by your shoulder
Maybe I'm naive
I'll wait and see
Similar to me familiar
County hound comin' to burn your whole city up
I catch ya up in the club
Empty the fifth on ya
You all know it's pussy
By Vivica
All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been
fuckin fast on Chris Brown songs
I'm my favorite rapper even when yo album on
And it's off
Til that part come on in that song where it sound like me
I am
hold on you can’t come back after all this time
Can’t run with me you drew the I’m finished line
Should’ve known I was going to climb through the ranks
I
caught in my head just singing
Singing these words, I'm
Seeing in birds eye
Gold face with some words by
Yours truly, what you want me to prefer you by
No
bitch would
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks
And I'm good
I'll make an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell
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