Lyrics:
of the action
If it's bout a check, I'm in traffic
Got blue hundreds off Magic
Done blue hundreds with my niggas them
We done blew checks like Twitter them
Niggas
of
his God. Lately though, he had been visited by many
temptations in his dreams. Promises of pleasure,
riches and power raced through his sleeping mind.
yeah yeah
Inspired by God, the team, and the squad. We're true to the game, yeah yeah
I can't hit the brakes. Whatever it takes 'cuz' the money is
the ceiling chandelier on god
I'm tryna count up the check like a cashier
And if I dance like a stripper
You need to pop them bands and blame it on the liquor
we healed by His stripes this
No this ain't no magic, this no hocus pocus
Yeah... I fear the LORD, not covid
You know it!
Ima keep on preaching though
manz
I Need to cool it thank god I got fans
Got lotta stress man thank god bands
I am to high and I don't wanna land
Your girl got the curves it put me
desolate, the eyes of the hood yo is desperate
Affected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard
Either get by or get God, but you try to get by
It's
Ha
Yeah
Alright
Uhmm
Imma do it
One more time
One more time
Aight I got it
Need a five band for the walkthrough
And my phone don't ring who I
Well come gather around me friends of mine,
While I sing to you about a minstrel band
Of children in their witches hats,
Painting pictures with
be the type to seduce his own master
Kidd be as hot like Cali on fire
Kidd in all blue when they want black attire
And kidd be the truth sang by
Feeling fresh your shorty gon seduce me
Said you can find me where the loot be
Madibas we be dining on that blue cheese
On god the dons crafts would boggle
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
niggas thought it was
Bitch I just a product of
Everything I've seen
God said live by the gun and you'll get buried with yo beam
Said I like turning up I'm
that glock with that beam
I swear that them niggas gon dash
It's a whole lotta bags
Young nigga you spazzed
Young nigga you spazzed
You was in a blue
be direct
All about respect
And those that I'm sworn to protect
See you can't guard me
Game like Kazam in 93
Full of that blue Magic
Shock em all like
are
I wonder why it's still so hard without you
Even now when I come shinin' through
I swear I think of you and God, I wish you knew
Somehow, Somehow
magic, Tracy Mcgrady
I just fuck bitches by twos
She suck on my dick, oh damn we gettin lit wit it
I go so crazy you snoozing, you losin
You know that my
(Based1 got them bands, ho)
Blue strips, I just make checks
I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great sex
Take 'em out like Hardy, we like
desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate
Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard
Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by
WOKE UP ON A SATURDAY
WITH A PAIN INSIDE OF ME
THIS PAIN WAS WORDS INSIDE OF ME
JUST WAITING TO BE SAID
SO I GOT THE BAND TOGETHER
TO MAKE MY SONG
with wisdom, through Middle Earth's vast lands
"Nemo" found in oceans blue, the strength in familial bands
"Harry" enchanted, in spells and magical
Since day one you ain't left mine
Got so much stress by the night time
Look up pray to god imma be fine
I'mma blow this raw in the mean time
I'm bout money do you understand
So you must find me out running up them bands
I only like counting hundreds nothing but benjamins
Regardless how it
lovely how menace has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction while writing blue magic
Thank God for rap, I would say it got me
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