Lyrics:
leaving the town
I was gone by first light
In the morning
Lay me down easy now
Lay me down Slow
There’s no place to stay
There’s no where to go
might lie but I'm a player by nature
Work a ho quick for the paper
So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb
(Chronic) I brought a whole
beat right to death
Double M, we the Feva
Stay talkin' on the 'net (On the 'net)
Put a price and they never come see us
Say you gon' live and die by
were you doing?
Two hoes in the bed, one couldn't do it
Even the day that I hopped out the womb
I knew that I couldn't abide by the rule
I clocked this
live by two words
That's get money and get money
Talking about moola I get it I get it
Niggas ain't grinding they feeling offended
Fuck you bitch pay me
through it all
Angisayiphaphali nekuku anymore cause I been though them all
Bensandokshiya bomaklippa at the mall
EClubini ngishiy' i40 stina at the bar
[Verse 1]
You’re on another coast
But when I’m alone
And I get quiet
I swear I feel you by my side
I won’t let this go
Without a fight I hope you
stupid head, special education
[Verse 1]
A sixteen of Act' very special to me
Two hundred bands off rap, this ain't regular money
Forty shows a month, got
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
Can't send no fourteen year old boy to no school
The only thing I learned in the years I worked on my
still'll get in my mood (fo' sho')
Domo been gone, we been actin' a fool
Won't see a man that ain't grippin' a tool (at all)
Nah, we don't play by
bands on my hip (ooh, yeah)
Blowin' all these bands and you strip
I just walked to Gucci, bought that brand new bag (ooh, yeah)
Put my .40 in it,
Eleven forty three on a Friday eve
Text from the ex that he's thinking bout me
Thought to myself well ain't that sweet of him
Let me tell you
focus, you should play this more
Always winning more, Michael Jackson '84
Gotta keep it thriller, don't it sound familiar?
Have a 40 with your niggas
using a scale when he was serving that dirty
Now my lil' partner is running from 12
'Cause he hit him wit' the .40
My other lil' partner just ended up
(yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Seven, forty five, we're drivin' on the highway
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly
You're not worth the 40 hours or the check
Jeez
I'm not articulate, I'm awesome
Been runnin' circles around your intellect since I arrived
But I'm
War is coming swiftly
The borders closing in
We're a company of soldiers
Mere forty rifles strong
All alone
Stand alone
Ardenner ground is
that they come my way
.32's, .25's and .40's, conceived in the 90's
Born in the Noughties, cover these tats' when I'm going on walkies
No porkies,
na na na)
Give me my dinner (na na na na na)
Then pass me the dessert
Hey shorty, if I buy you a 40
You think that you can gimme some 'tang? I'm
services
Ladies, hit my line, @kyotosrevenge on Instagram, and Twitter
Ha, um, I'm also selling dick, forty dollars a inch
Snapchat premium, Amazon
You
a neechie go stupid and dumb cuz that's how we do where I'm from
No, no, I don't live by the gun but yet I still love to shotgun
Like Metro don't trust you,
need no friends (what)
Riding by my lonely with my forty in my Benz (ay)
Try me if you want to, promise that's gon' be the end of your life
Wanna
ain't lookin' for alliances)
Pourin' red, I got a pint of it, it help my sinuses (uh)
They try to tell us play by the rules, but I don't comply to it,
this (hey)
Forty acres by the beach, uh
But she wanna sit in the pool (hey)
My bitch got everything new, uh
Her ass and her titties is too (too)
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