Lyrics:
Probable cause (yeah) probable cause
You don't have to break no laws
They say probable cause (word)
Now who's this nigga in the 4.6?
About twenty
it up, yeah)
Get your respect in diamonds (ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
I bought a Plain Jane Rollie
These niggas bought they fame (woo)
I think
cried in vain, I've cried in vain
Ooh to many tears, to many tears oh they drown just like rain oh to many tears
I've tried to be strong
I've tried to do
just wanna win
They just wanna live homie
They just wanna live
They just wanna get it with no problems in the end
They don’t want assumptions based
from school just to live on their knees
And wonder why the undergrads don't wait for summer for heat
Cause a drug dealer's destiny's still reaching that
and we winning by ten
We proudly win, we all -? - up
(Boo) You in my house, you get no love
We be balling
Everybody likes sort of plays we calling
Your
flood my bitch in CC, don't worry 'bout it
She paid and got her body poppin', I'm paid and got my whips exotic
Have a shootout how I'm rockin', tell
don't like me fuck you and the building, you (work in)
If you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub
We ain't have fun, nigga we (workin')
In the DJ
niggas have it
I've been labelled as a thug nigga
Since they don't sell my shit to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers
And catch a catch a nigga world
though
Gotta stay clean, plus mami in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect
I live to be fly to death
It's the Birdman Jr, sincerely yours
When it rains it
fry?
You don't need permission to simply open up your eyes
And live, live on, live on, live on, live on, and live
Yea Yea
I'm still here, still living,
Boeing
Tell my pilot I said get goin'
Yellowbone with me, skin glowin'
Of course, her friend joined
They do what I say they be ten-fourin'
And ain't
at the do' every exit is laced with see-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like bitches in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H
And sold robotics
If you fell in my fire, you probably roast on it
Heat up the stove and put hope on it
Cah they don't care 'bout our lives, I put my soul
10 c GRcND/BY THE TIME I GET HOME I SPENT 30 GRcND/cND THEY GON FRONT ME THIS WORK/LIKE ITS INSTcGRcM/BUT I IF I FUCK UP DEcTH ON INSTcNT Cc
And the dollar you earn is the doller you spend
Go get something for ya kids or buy a bottle of gin
Is it a sin? I don't (don't) know
What X and O's in this
on a fan ting
Ten toes up, caught man, he was panting
Prs gonna paid for a Phantom
And a home gym in a hillside mansion
My bars make man take action
cokeheads, but the feds in the Mercury Topaz
After you, up the avenue
Tryin' to give you big numbers, you got math to do
Tryin' to make you miss summer,
This is no game, you're fighting to live
Ten and two, where the fuck you runnin' to
Birdie with the new tattoos, know you feel the burning too
Old
that run the store?
They said "if you want that Red
October, you gotta take these 10 other shoes"
So they told me, they ain't sure
But then they
Told
while a nigga pursuin' this
Distractions a do you in the truest sense
Especially people that wanna lecture me
And frame it like they just want
to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin' in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep count your blessings
And don't nobody want to do nothing but speculate
And all they worried about their own
Wrote a song for the future
millennium, I'm in, I'm hopeing it don't
a bible
We livin' in biblical times
Uh, first chapter
This chapter called "Men"
Given knowledge by the psychotic the block was college
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