Lyrics:
and barely made a dent
Can't be killed by people who ghost
Homie, I'm too real for that
Planet earth, I'm never here
Just physically cause mentally I sail
heartbeat
Thinking how my brother can't put his daughter in car seats
Shedding tears but I remember what he had taught me
Boy you made it when they can't
safe keep,( get that shit)
He got a call from his own nigga, sayin bruh am getting hit , like real heat,
He took one of his key to one of his fast cars
stable
Poker face I’m going all in lay it on the table
Like a trucker I’m dozing off at the wheel thinking this is it
My Life flashing by me the cars
of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed
of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed
of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed
of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed
been a jock
Ainno money on my books staring at the clock
We got rec after lunch dinner 5 O clock
It's gone move by noon you aint gotta shop
Make a move
And you ain’t got no balls i need two cars one with two seats and one with 5 for a long drive with 2 tens something u can stretch yo feet in and roll yo
time
Doing it like a star plus it's certified
By the way that I tip my car
Screw done told me back in the gap
That half these bitches wasn't shit
So I'm
The car start without a key
Fake love pops out the dark when it's R-IP
(I swear) every time I look in the mirror
It's a star I see (A star)
HBK in 2010,
Ay this ah fast car it zoom by like a nascar
Good dick gone change her i fuck her like a pornstar
Bitch i'm clean my fit drip like ah rockstar
Say
that shouldn't be a thought
Turn your head into a pretzel, turn to knot
Ricky Bobby if you ain't first then you last
2 cars, turn up the dash
One push
real hard she gonna buss it real fast
Always on game no we never goin last
Not wastin' time if she bitchin' and sassy
She dodgin' we dishin' we dime we
mind
Young Millionare and I'm on my grind
I'm into fast money and the things that shine
Southern dialect killin' a nigga line by line
Did you happen
me
Plus you don’t know what it’s like
Sleeping in your car In the dead of night
In the backseat while you are thirsty
Looking real bent. No ones being
bitch in the back
Pull her over now lil bitch on my lap
Heh
Pop the cap pop off the lid
Pop a bean
P-p-pouring up a 5th
Popping all this shit
Your bitch
they dancing no disco
Took her to shop but not to expensive I take her to ball out she shopping in Frisco
I’m cashing checks for real, I know you see me
religions?
Where is the place that you're longing to go?
Tell why you don't ever feel at home?
I know you feel it real deep in your soul
You can go 'head
the mansion
Way I switch lanes you would think its a nascar
This a hellcat AKA its a fast car
Club, Up a 90, All Franks, No Lampards
What I smoke unlimited
dog
Presidential suites, black cards, and fast cars
Once you get the knowledge, then start applying the logic
We Jumpin' on these tracks like hydraulics
Devoted all my time to all these fakes, and I can't think fast
I used to think that fitting in was cool, till they put me last
I remember when they called
pull up real fast
And we can get right to the action
Show me the land
They lapping
I'm be out of town when it happen
I'm be in yo city when they
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