Lyrics:
to edit this (Yes G)
The jury's out, so you can't even credit us
Statements null and void, invalid evidence (Nope)
You can't take us to court
Cuz you know
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come
I ain't never know
You wanted me to leave
You always made it seem
Like you wanted me
I ain't never know
I was this naive
Walking round deaf, dumb,
can unlock the gate to your heart
From the start, they turn this dark place into art
Some are only passing by and other leave a big MARK
My father
Yeah
What we doing today
I'm just the
Author of a flow so poetic
It could probably go gold with no edits
But I set a goal to go get it
Motivated by
shouldn't edit then
Maybe you should reset it if you ever wanna get pet again
Maybe you should cut out all the entenmanns
A daily dose
I ghost
I hit
you want to come start shit, just know
I wont end this, I be in this.
Wonderful as missed by inches.
Remember days on the radio that don't get my
the streets
Tell a hoe I ain’t vegan
Couples shots to his top leave em all died
Ima goat MJ with a bald head
I smoke pop out leave em all red
My name my squad
the brains of our youth
The brains of our youth
Working nights just to get by but
I can't lie I'm getting so tired of
The same shifts been on the same grind
know you not 'bout to Showout
Cause I'll get my Hitman to Holla at you
(And I'll knock him the fuck out)
(I'll knock him the fuck out)
You know what's up
to tell us twice"
And we were Southbound and down with the wind blowing in our faces
We kept on rolling and pretty soon
The radio was cooking out
anything ass for the jeans
Bussin out seem bus in more seeds
So much fuckin need a buss for these
She could leave but money guarantees
She gone never not
to zoom in
Now pan out
Bitch wanna fuck blew her back out
High speed chase took the back route
Runnin yo lip giving bad mouth
Like prime Shaq you get packed
get old
The radio's on and it's playing our song
I shift it into 5th and then baby we're gone
Elvis on the radio
Your mama can't get hurt by what she
wanna do, you savour
This step is called the BRU to the T
Bust the rhymes for free, I gets down
Mack is inside your town
Busting lyrics tourture like
you wont see yo bitch no more
You wont see this lick, no no
Ak47 leave yo face bizarre, JoJo
Unrecognizable
All these fuckers on my dick, hop off you
by the hoes
Now a nigga know Jag finna get that doe cash before I hit that door hit the dro
Hit em with the big bad flow and get x out tic tac toe hit
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
calling her 'delete'
Now it's time for her to leave
She look at me she wrong
She looking like clown
I just wanna get the pound
Now she wanna drip or drown
I'm GP, still Lil JoJo and 3Three
And I'ma leave it at that, maybe one day we could
Laugh and talk that shit out but until then I'ma drop
(no)
You know what we should do?
We should go get her album when it come out
There she go, there she go, there she
Hi, Missy
Hi, Missy?
What's up
(no)
You know what we should do?
We should go get her album when it come out
There she go, there she go, there she
Hi, Missy
Hi, Missy?
What's up
that we talk,
The more time to try
And while you were sleeping,
Time pass by
Girl let's get out of bed
This will be the best day that we ever had
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