Lyrics:
the crew,
I am not a fool, and my pocket is a two, play with me, we let it shoot,
I ain't talking hoops, yeah, his money green and my money blue, uh, his
it's bad for me I can't control my mind so I'll stay inside
and hide from what's bad for me
Up at night again, it's 1 a.m. Yeah two can play but then
was eighteen
And she trying but can not replace me
Wanna lay me cause I am so wavy
Shawty she all on my phone
She hitting my line she wanna be my PYT
'm bossmade so my squad cant switch
Started wit 3 and it turned to a six
Stay on the go but stuck in the mix
I keep a nine while i ride in the whip
Call up
So many road blocks
They trying to slow us up
Don't ask about no nigga you don't see wit us
Trying to get the buns like some bread
I had to butter
to know the plan
Cause damn
Last time I ran
This ya pulled me back
With t'eir attack
So
I gotta know
Where to go
Only you know
Where to put these
I'm on cloud nine like the Temptations
She loves how I talk her through it, doing up narrations
Beyonce flex, in formation
She love the way that we
ma life Bet you know am a survivor
I just can't find her
Too hot to handle she's fire
Chorus
cm going crazy this (kampala girl)
cm so in love with
at the top all she see is diamond pieces
Even overseas the diamonds be shinning in the dark
So you better wear your diamonds be shinning in the dark
I do
How am I here I don’t wanna be here
Give me a gun and I might disappear
How am I here I don’t wanna be here
Give me a gun and I might disappear
think I am a Masochist
I'm stuck in two damn worlds split up by the risk
Take another sip (Sip it slow!)
Vices
Vices (Vice)
I'm living in crisis
I was
Can there be love greater than the one that's ours
(No greater love)
So special, It's magic, like we lit up the stars
(Ah~ Ah)
Nobody showed us, but
why why
Distant I don't wanna be apart of your lie
Why why why why
Why why why why
Abide by everything I gotta attain but it's a learning process so
denied ay
My brodie taught me to say less
All roads lead to the apex
So now you get the basis
It's more than just art
I been so patient
Working real hard
Mexican borders
Fuck a nine-five I don't like employers
Blowing bread like my check got divorced
12 pulled me over had gas so I stored it
We had dirty money
flight up to heaven
Didn't have a ride there
Now I'm stuck inside the sight or the stare of a devil, jealous
Of everything I am and it's becoming more
Follow my rules and that deplete yo stressing
I give you instructions lessons and blessings
I make a mess I am not one to mess with
I'm getting cream
by the hour
We cannot win if we just sit and cower
Grasping illusions, we live in a trance
Fighting it back, I'm already in stance
When the money is
[00:00.722]I don't know if I
[00:05.118]Can make everything right
[00:09.536]Things don't come alive
[00:13.336]So how can I get by
[00:19.488]Woo
on my side and I bust the bitch
Glock 9 bulletshit the cooking dance
Rep Waterfront, 700, ask about me
My whole city hate me, because I'm so pretty
really dying, they ain't playing about that pride
Trying to fix my pants
So you can't see my nine
Made a little change
But it's never televised
Keep it all
on the charts, so i'll be start to you spark
I'll pump the blood to veins so you feel glory in pain
While i am stuck my ways,i'll be the fuel to you change
Dmv yet
my face sat on
By every big booty I set my eyes on
It’s on It’s on
She no dey, she no show so I port, port, port, port, port, port
She dey font she
on bond but I’m paid so I’m still takin trips
You neva know.. hella gats & booksacks all equipped,
2 p’s on the 4th, they was gone by the 5th no cap
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