Lyrics:
head, that's a beacon
Feeling super lost, so don't give me a reason
All cards in, get it by any means and
Feel invincible like I'm G-Man
Air Force one
I got 'em
'Member me? I was drivin' Impalas
We don't beef, if it's problems, we solve it
I remember that D2 revolver I bought for my partna, he
have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
Running thru the finish line
Fly by LAX
Call me anytime
It reach me better than a text
All the hoping, guessing done
I know that I’m next
I know
no paper
Tell him go and get some funds, play the game like it was sega
I'm the alpha and omega, packed with drugs like a bodega
Ain't no fucking caped
doin'...work on jumbo evvy time! go on! get de lil' pompadour up in de air again! I lik
Part! hmmm! jes' like de olympics!
Harry:
It's-it's fascinating the way
fuck it I was broke to copping shit at city trends
Now i copped a four matic Benz, interior same color my skin
Im finna go too door coupe , please don't
a towel by the door
Just in case the smoke go into the hallways
Cause I be smoking weed and fucking all day
This is off the top of the dome
Let me introduce
me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like—want you
preaching the gospel and we are not afraid no doubt)
Not by power, not by might but by His ruhu (spirit)
I'm armed with God's power
Bana soron mugu
(I'm not
Tawana, and Wanda (what?)
Were all treated fairly but yet and still
Bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin' with Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
you tell him the truth
Why don't you change your dollars
Why don't you buy a brand new car
The floor has been swept by one
Seven people are in
don't go no tattoo tears
Still a killer nigga, ain't no realer nigga
I feel like Boosie on that thriller, nigga
Ooh, Michael Jackson, I'ma thriller
Just because you say it doesn't make it true
You can say that I'm guilty man I just don't care
You can burn my body black
Just don't make me go back
don't go through bitch problems
Baby, I ain't in trouble, my ex-bitch could be in hell right now
She a liar to the devil
I'm a different girl, I don't
Tawana, and Wanda (what?)
Were all treated fairly but yet and still
Bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin' with Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it
I wanna watch Foolish excuse me, miss
I don't appreciate your rudeness
But if you strip
I will appreciate your nudeness
I heard the best head come
a lesson
Better watch who closest to you
Make sure you don't get slimed out by your best friend
Talking about texting lil shorty sexting
I learned how
'm Jackson
Remember all the times when I was down you said I'll make it Girl you some I might invest in
Real ass bitch don't give a fuck about the extra She
to smash
Skinned you like mash, patched notes, don't be rash
(Hook)
I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim & shoot
I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim & shoot
smokin'
Summertime in England
Won't you meet me down Bristol
Meet me along by Bristol
We'll go ridin' down
Down by Avalon
Down by Avalon
Down by
days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Cause them days go by in the blink of an eye
I've never been to jail but this job's a close
a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me
And what I see is a pity
You'd better close your face
And stay out of my way
If you don't wanta go
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