Lyrics:
boy Born and raised
Imma ride til I die
For da squad Commit a homicide
Make it look like suicide
Blue check mark Verifies
That he dead never lacking
money stackin' up to the ceiling
If he do me dirt he might go missin'
Semi-automatic made with love by Smith & Wesson
If he talking' shit we get
forget the cases, cops know you famous
Pat a nigga down like my I.D. in my anus
Really can't blame us, parents never trained us
Just to be a broke nigga,
the attention
Your body like a church and it never stops blessing
Your new mans is looking back at me in my reflection
Wanna get her by my side like my Smith
hands up, she lose grip, she desperate Let me catch a hungry bitch cause I'll feed her a lesson
She know that I Will like Smith, grab the Wesson
She call
don't come easy, I'm just like Young Wheezy
Niggas be hating, but I never mind it
And you got hawked down for your stick, it's embarassing
Pick my Smith
NEP2NE is the Future, a walking sensation
Got some niggas with me, we moving like the nation
Clock's a ticking, time's a wasting, I can't be
need to hide
I create diamonds when the pressure collides
Hi my name is Vontex
Me and Jay.Smith know we up next
If you looking for me I'll be
fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all that fuck boy rap
This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that
See, my joy lies in the son and you
I'm glued to the glow
Like a fly to a trap
Don't know when I'll be coming back
I could never tell
If the voice in my head is real
Painted
and a chill is in the breeze
My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in springtime, but now I've got to go
I hear there's lots
play again
The music I wanna hear as once again you whisper in my ear
Ooh my darlin'
I'll be waiting by the radio
You'll come back to me some day I know
going on?
I been smoking on the gas, dog
What's going on?
Lied to by my homie bitch, dog
What's goin' on?
Fuck the world and let 'em die slow
I'm blowin'
Joel Embiid (Bop)
I'll put you underground like planting seeds
If I ain't with the gang, I'm still with my gun, bitch what was you thinking?
Don't
has made of me a fool
Faces in the street are like
Foreign planets flying by
All these world I'll never know
What goes on inside their heads
Who will
I've been gettin' so lonesome
Waiting for him to come around
But if you're teaching me patience
I'm willing to wait this one out
I'll be patient
My gal and I, we had a fight
And I'm all by myself
I guess she thinks now that she's gone
I'll lay right on the shelf
I'm gonna show her she's
My gal and I, we had a fight
And I'm all by myself
I guess she thinks now that she's gone
I'll lay right on the shelf
I'm gonna show her she's
the big dog in the sky
i'll tell him when I get there I was spoiled in your place with the hopes that my spirit is honored by your grace
so after you read
Maybe I could be your Will Smith and you could be my Jada Pinkett
Your bath water, I would drink it
Wait that's weird, I didn't mean it
I just wanna
but I still dream it's true
How I dream that you and I and love could be one
'Cause Christmas time should never be lonesome
Remember when our love
day gonna take away this hurtin' inside
I'll never be blue
My dreams come true
On blue bayou
been tryna figure how the fuck am i gonna live like this
Spending days in bed feeling awfully lonesome
Fighting off the feeling that i'll never find
Murals
You looking for me?
I’ll be hiding in this hoodie
Wherever
Wintertime’s are 65 and sunny
You trying to pull up?
Better come through
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