Lyrics:
what I did wrong?
Where was I wrong?
Leave me alone, right after you hear this song
No it ain't easy I can't compete with them demons I ain't got time
let it take me under
Mhmm
I won't let it take me under, mhmm
Cause I know one day, it'll be okay
Mhmmm
Either you, wrong or you right, it's a left
lad
Aint no switchin, cous
Like this is what I love
Like this is what I do
Run it up and cut right through
Those your boys then why'd you push and shove
"I'm a show you what a real hustler look like
Yeah It ain't nothing to a real one
This is how I hustle I strut my stuff I'm a get these billions
NEW BARK TOWN IS THE EP
We run a train through your bitch like it's Goldenrod
I'm getting money in this bitch like it's Goldenrod
My niggas dressed
it's over
Now you gotta do this on your own
OK. I hop up out the bed and I turn up by myself yeah
I don't need my phone. Got no noti's on my cell yeah
I
huh) (you tell me)
I'm so over this feelin'
Every dang night, I try to conceal it (conceal it)
By kneelin'
Hopin' He'll reveal it (reveal it)
I-I'm
your fist
You went against us kid, I doubt it
Hit you in the jaw with enough
Force to move a mountain
Feel the ground shake a mile away
From stomping
on attack
Well I'm still walking with some knives right in my back
You got glad that I was in my bag
Until I'm on your nerves and you throw me out like trash
on fire, that must be them Hot Boys
You muthafuckin' right, you think this not girl?
Better think twice, get it right dog
Know you recognize, we got it
on fire, that must be them Hot Boys
You muthafuckin' right, you think this not girl?
Better think twice, get it right dog
Know you recognize, we got it
Still banging and still reporting
Look how he lay 'em
Forever right for the course, the boss
Look how he lay 'em
I got somethin' for the
B-boys, kid
clowns
It's the point you gotta batten down the hatches
Strike a book of matches and put it right by your cabbage
You very average, me I'm rotten
really mattered to me
Oh baby
Looks like it's gonna be a great day today
To get some fresh air like
A stray on a straightaway
Hey you, got a light? Nah,
niggas just think that it's sweet
I got all of these shorty's just feeling on me
Like Glahh, like Glahh, like none of you niggas is playing with me
Got
from the outside looking in
Bet you would think I got it made, better look again
I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion
The belief is that I'm
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
The kids in New York Duhhh
I told her I won't be around that long
Just catch feelings when you play my songs
I told her I want be around that long
you ain't got no motion
Get the fuck from around
Like, fuck it, I could really do this shit without a hook
Brodie passed the moon rocks, and now he got
men to the tape and cameras
You would think how many died
It would set an example
But nobody even cared, just another example
Pourin liqour on my legs
block
In da hood
They be on the corner taking drug orders
Running like water
In da hood
Just keep it real stay to ya self you can't trust the help
In
to fight, flight, and freeze
What do you see
Just believe that you're safe and breathe
I just need some light
I'm just gonna cry right here
It's been such
up
Road by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up
Its finna fuck you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
'cause I'm Violent J, ain't even
jimmy kimmel
In that palmagranted slam with that roof convert
Five stars under the skirts call it famous foot work
That cali is active when lil kekee got
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