Lyrics:
grown up now, I got my own money
I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman
And guess what? My daughter want another
Sister or brother,
See some quit it, 'cause they don't get it
(Kick it, Chuck)
Fire music, my aim is, forget what my name is
Yeah, I ain't famous to be famous
Remember
my sweet thang is out tomocattin' around
He finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses
If my sweet thang does happen by
age of these
Feeble beings is closing
What should we do with their lives
Forgive them for trespass
Spare them termination
Or let them die
Touched
yourself to me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Met you at the edge of my mind
Hanging by a thread in limelight
Just when you had asked for closure
That is when
star, I aim supreme
Pops said, "If you gon' aim for kings, claim it king"
My brainstorm reigns supreme
Black super hero with the cape and wings
Still
we get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know better
What, the only shit you niggas poppin' is the shit that you talk
leave a breadcrumb
Bitch, what? I thought a nigga said sum'
Thought a nigga said sum'
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G
and was scrolling down for hours
I got back to 2015 and you started looking young, so I stopped (oh)
Post intercourse when you walk by (ass, ass, ass)
Ole, to what we just played
Rappers who don't evade instead we invade
And all competitors will be slayed
Any comment is a compliment
No groups' talent
Saying there's mountains to climb and the sky
If we're willing to aim high
For the rest of your life
The man who told me this story
Is long dead
But I
of the killer of my uncle Ray
And she's tryna calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day
And what tomorrow has in store, we could never be sure, so all
Don't you know? Girl, you're cold
I'm about to lose control
You know we're tied by souls (tied by souls)
More than worth your weight in gold, gold
except a little she don't know that I've got
Cause there's a cute little waitress down at the corner cafe
And she seems to like me quite a lot
Well we
Now that our mountain is growing with people hungry for wealth
How come it's you that's a-going
And I'm left all alone by myself?
We used to hunt
I ain't
I ain't playing, life's short so I aim
I ain't waiting for life start betraying 'em
It's twice as hard to get a job that's paying 'em
So
what makes him tick
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, chop him into bits
Mr. Oogie Boogie is sure to get his kicks
Kidnap the sandy claws, see what we will see
thang right here
Ya know
But just to let them know what time it is
And how we get down
Me kokane and battlecat
Gone let y'all know how we do this
of curves and cute is what we aim for
Live from the city that always sleep but somehow
Be hustling way off in the deep end
She ain't met nothing but all my
back together and it won't be the same
What your aim is it to cause me more pain
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind (mm) (mmm)
Heartbreak suzie
freak what you heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You've got to pay to play
Just for shorty bang-bang, to look your
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need
you hoes in the back rows tossin' it up
I got the touch
Cause my flow is bananas
Bitches can't stand us
We ghetto fabulous
Aim when I bust
best friends with the lifers
Quick to up and scrap with niggas who want to deny
For what we considered then as a lucrative empire
But like that
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