Lyrics:
Them dey talk ,you dey ma top
Negative thinkers baby pause
She dey love me o nor bi by force
Them dey say mi too young and mi too bad o
a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married?
We'll say no man
But you can do the job
When you're in town
Later on
We'll
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
up to the motherfucking Sp-ah-ah-aht
Said she's not impressed by a lot
But when she saw me she just let that ass drop drop drop
Y'all ain't even know
to win
Will I make it out guess it depends
Ain't no but or if it's about when
I love all my brothers
Yeah n**** we kin
Fuck it let's turn this shit up
I
worries go by, oh
Cause I don't got no time to wonder why, oh
But lately I've been feeling I lost my own, oh
I said I'll be somebody before I die, oh
I'm in
'Cause when depression starts to win
I need to be right by your side
Yes I do
Oo, no one seems to touch me in the way you do
Oo, nothing
like the Browns
No that's you if you keep fucking around
Naw you ain't the type no you no Mavis Beacon
I don't give a fuck from the words you be speaking
Grindiin
Oh, oh, oh
Surprise, surprise
What is it
Oh, oh, oh
I'll say it later
Oh, oh, oh
No problem
Oh, oh, oh
You feel it in your heart
When you
I've been trespassed
Life is flyin' by fast
Love is surely beaten
A punch to the face of a life worth living
Soaked with desperation
I'm teased by
at what you saying
Now look at what you doing
Now look at what you saying
I no gree with that oo
Baby don't go baby dont leave me
I need you by my side
play fair
And as the years go by
She sometimes stops to wonder why
But his story's not the same
No matter who you blame
It's still a cryin' shame
don Juan
Pretty Ricky mixed with Biggie smalls
Sean Combs or Shawn Carter if you go hard I'm going harder
Homey aint no friend of mind, loose change he
I'm in it to win it and never lose
Never singin' but swingin' and bringin' nothin' but bad news
And I'm madder than a motherfucker
Won't slip
king
Nick name's federo.
Pops been gone
The boy ain't got no hero.
Speeding with a bunch
Yolo was their motto.
Got stop by the world
Now he riding dolo!
Oww wee yeah
It's that AD coalition
Hey, ain't no competition
Itchin o give these rappers a whipping
With my composition, yo
Want you take a listen,
the weed
Because I'm tired of being hypnotized by spiritual trees
But girl I'm tryna give ya that fire with no Esca Myer
Like the Bic that make the fluid
I told that hoe to pack her bag, she know we goin' out of space
Young nigga fat racks, it's bout a hundred on the chain
I been standin' by the way, I
in love with you
I knew Mary Lou, we'd never part
So hello, Mary Lou, goodbye heart
You passed me by one sunny day
Flashing big brown eyes my way
in love with you
I knew Mary Lou, we'd never part
So hello, Mary Lou, goodbye heart
You passed me by one sunny day
Flashing big brown eyes my way
say they got
Ya' back to the end
But in Reality
They don't want you to win
I be so high
But so low (Solo)
I ride with my pistol
By my side dolo
Watch
I am not perfect; I had many plans, many have failed, others have fled,
praying for you, wishing you win, I am giving you love, that is my goal. My
You niggas don't even know
All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothin'
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
That hoe want my piccolo
people who can't eat
Black people who don't know no knowledge of themselves
Yea, yea
They don't wanna see young man make it, a young black man make it
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