Lyrics:
Cos I love big house by the beach side,
No love dey for ma bad side
So when I pray eh
I pray for life
And I pray for mama
I pray for money
So when I
passing you off
Good assist like I'm Stockton
Back then, it was no open doors, we locked in
Back then, don't fuck with open whores, no shopping
But
and kill me
The mo money we got the mo problems we get and that verse was said by p diddy
All the good girls go hell, and the bad ones they stay cause they
make for free
I stood by you through it all
I did everything I could
Through the good times and the bad Crossed my fingers, knocked on wood When
plate, never settlin' for less
[Verse 2]
I'm grindin' every day, no time for the fake
I'm eatin' carrots on the low, growin' stronger, no debate
Got them
Dont worry bout who don't
We gone let em all
Know what's good.
Learn how to sniff em out
Break em down
Put em in a wood
Money motivate me
I made
vid
Then run out the car and attack him
If we see jakes I'm dashin' (run off)
Dot dot blast in the car
Remember the days we were shaking acid
But
it's time to rep
My flag's high, white and red, now we're coming on leaps not tiny steps
I wanna piece of your profit I'm highly vexed
I wanna put
there's a bad condition.
You broke your heart and your blind ambition.
So they say, so they say.
Look in the sky, there's a God above you.
It's just some
shit p-p-p-pow
Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt
P-p-p-pow its the truest p-p-p-pow
Who in Soopa Villians illin p-p-p-pow
P-p-p-pow ima
Drinking alone, 'lucky number 7' in my red solo
Only 16, and headed down a road that I don't wanna go
Drinking this liquor and smoking this weed in
nothing to say
I'm just a young man tryin to make one more day
To all them bad boyz no they don't mess with me
Cause we used to have a drummer
The boy
nowhere that you can hide
If I didn't have this substance I couldn't keep mine inside
Whats the point of living good in a world full of bad
Either way it
language is power as the years flew on by
he went back home made the love of his life his wife
talking about good shit now lets talk about something bad
lets
an active cloud if not then you out and that's why
We saw three ambient lights
Yeah they scam cheat and they lie
It was all championed by
Just one poor
just stayed in my ego
Maybe I should've stepped up and should've said no
But you keep calling me up
And texting me every other day
I need some healing
I
(Verse 1)
Instigation Delivers Knowledge
I learned more from the slums
Than the time I spend in college
Spent most days goin over profits
In
Sheen
Puttin verses into hearses hypebeasts know I’m Supreme
More of a Lyon than Hakeem my flow is so clean
Solo Squad sewed together no team can split
She know I'm a Christian 'cause my
Shoe bottoms red as fuck
Push my fucking Yeezys on the gas
Ain't no letting up
Let him play foul, Dee blowing, he
the red eight?
Anotha shook nigga drivin, keepin his head straight
When the L start rollin niggaz get they cell stolen
Drinkin and blowin
as the day goes by
In time I will remember this for life
When the stars align I take my chances
On the road and come back with some crazy answers
Do
the good with the bad learn to be content with the things that I have this whole world is fucked up and we all need more and once we get it we'll find
trippin today
I'm rippin fast, dippin fast, while I'm grippin my K
The other day my nigga died by my side, somebody hide me
Cause I just took two niggas out
hog
Runnin 'round like a lost dog
Comin up short like a pollywog
Go crawl back
Thinkin it's all good when it's all bad
Projectile blow this
You see, my
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