Lyrics:
lean perky shit got me lit
Shining bright from dark
I remember some days I was selling
From city to city
I won't never ever let my life just go to waste
in cellophane, mane
Insane, real blade, swing it through your fucking brain
I said fuck 'em (Fuck 'em!)
We got a problem (What?)
Fuck you gonna do with
Is it love is it lust while i'm diggin her guts
And I tell her I needah 'er
We be runnin a fever
Like Covid we got
Wrist frosty like flakes inna box
Try to catch me slippin' you’ll get chopped down
I do it for the city boy I been down
Ask around, I’m the man in my hometown
I ride my own wave, got my
act like they got me
Fuck em
Got my energy in the right place a nigga almost went crazy
I had lost my motivation I almost got lazy
Yeah a nigga almost
got no game
Hoes love me, cause I'm a player
They think maybe I just might fuck em later
I keep mackin' though, I don't work for free
To be a true
the bitch and she asking for some money
Crib so big yeah I need a bouncer
Shorty pull up she thought it was a tower
All purple fit so call me the Prowler
Told
Tell the opps to ketchup can you please hold the mustard
Thin line between love and hate
I know that they hate to love
You hanging by a thread I'm a cut
trust
I can’t trust no one
Yeah, yeah
Look
I don’t have no expectations (Uh uh)
Tell me girl why is ya playin (Playin)
I don’t have time for no playin
I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase
So much for a first date
I just had a show
And I asked if she could meet me after
Maybe
03:22
LETRAS
Never thought I'd see you like this, tell me what is wrong
You got to keep your head up 'cause you know that you are strong
You won't need
some people I ain't never seen
The OGs keep telling me, "Boy, you gon' make history"
I told my bitch you better ask about a nigga in these streets
We
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
Yo
Yeah we're dropping all year by the way
It's a badboy ting yeah
Fuego yeah
I got these niggas playing catch up, cause me and the mandem got motion
to ah phen"
"I can tell that ya hatin on me
Lil nigga wit the stale face uh
Made cuz i done had the sauce boy i
Had the drip since the first grade
Im
a sentimental gangster
I mean a sinner, boy me 'fraid of
Them are try take your glory and your energy
Whatever, tell 'em it's whatever
Wanna see me good or never
oh my, I think he's blessing me
Excelling in harmonious melody, boy we got the recipe
Like Ragu, it's in there, giving you some of the best of me
I got bitches, got my niggas, I got millions in the stu'
Trade my mansion for a cell over some call, boy would you? (Boy)
But let you tell it, you
taking hit's
I go do a show and with the
Back and get yo block blitzed
Niggas call me Farrakhan
Drive-by’s only increase
White flag wavin’ dead we tappin’
THE FIFTH
GOT A SABRINA WITCH
TWISTIN MY WAND ON SOME FREAKY SHIT
DO WHAT I WANT AND I NEED A LICK
TWO SPLIT TONGUES TOO CLEAN WITH IT
HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN,
of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to them preachers in
Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack than a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me
come and rock with me everybody rocking out
I make em jump till there's a hole in the fucking ground
Pose for a picture, nigga I am so off the Richter
on the satellites (I see 'em)
It's Basquiat boss when it come to paint
And when I'm followin' my heart, don't tell me what I can't (what I can't)
You are just
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