Lyrics:
Her man can, I'm rollin up a band
40 with a bang, call me mister clean
Candy with the lean, promethezine
I'm young, flexin, a vale checkin
My head
prayer even heard
If I were you I'd be mad too, what a curse
Threatened by a 5'4" lady in a skirt
Come at me, your hands empty, think I'll swerve
Precious
we did it
At home praticin tryin to learn how we spit it
Forty-eight hours of old tea like Nick Nolte
Young but O-G's at this rap shit nigga please
One
glory
We 40 boys, 40 deep Right on 40 street, throw them 4s up
Followed by a fist, nigga See death be followed by a kiss, nigga
Don't you fall for
a drug[01:26.54]All my loves, my heart is with you when we are apart[01:50.07]When I was a kid, I dreamt of it[02:02.12]A life worth living with someone who
time to think, I can't[00:33.47]It means so much to me[00:35.85]But it feels like a race[00:38.34]I just can't take the lead[00:40.86]I don't know where
and forth with adrenaline[01:14.48]Consists of being jealous of the people[01:16.54]Who doing what i do[01:17.70]But on a greater scale[01:19.20]Proving its
got[01:43.66]Did a lot for the bag I'm a brag I'm a tag[01:47.01]All the baddies and the haters on the block[01:49.40]What you rock hunchogang why you
foundation[01:35.33]And I dwell upon his name[01:39.61]I need no other haven[01:44.40]I dwell on his grace[01:45.41]Tasted your love, grace and mercy[01:47.12]No
Throwback like i had the hands of time
Never jeopardize with a guilty mind
But i sin daily, like 20 times
Im 5-4 + my 45
Chillin wit a 40 at 4:05
While im
Throwback like i had the hands of time
Never jeopardize with a guilty mind
But i sin daily, like 20 times
Im 5-4 + my 45
Chillin wit a 40 at 4:05
While im
I'm climbing up the ladder of my mind
Discovering things I've left behind
Senses heightened, spirit's aligned
[00:45.07]I'm feeling love, feeling
by the pound
Our tires stay roarin'
While we ridin' through the town
Mud diggers
And I keep a bad truck around
Big truck tall suspension
40
That's ya ass fuck with the family
Michael Jackson I got grammy's inside me
Lil shorty pussy taste like candy
These niggas pussy they like candy
I bet
feet, got the goodtime music and the Bo Diddley beat
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake
.40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street nigga coming from
a rat
You a thot thot bitch and I don't want the cat
Blonde bitch 21 a savage, tattoo by her twat
Call me daddy, give me coke and addys
She love me
new yoppers like they Christmas toys
Polo on my shirt candy on my vert
Kill the kush pack them i'm in yo bitches skirt
I'm from Atlanta where the G's
mainly for a quick buck[00:34.46]An abundance of music lacking substance I'm sick of[00:37.25]I kicks up plenty dust behind me you're coughing[00:40
baby[00:52.24]Yeah[00:53.59]Flow just like a wake and bake[00:55.21]Get it right every time, it's no mistakes I make[00:58.41]Hot, like the weather is fine[01:00.36]I'm sitting by
to be replaced by aches and pains[03:13.65]I don't think the world will be a better place before I'm done[03:20.41]Let's not let the sorrow steal the time
things
Sold by the man with the trilby hat
And the whiskers spread like wings
You can hear him sing
Oh you can hear him sing
Can I put you on, people
This song goes out to all you fellas
Who think your kisses are sweet as candy
But honey got you beat by a million miles
*Your kiss is sweet,
Ain’t take long for me to get a plan
Need a Hunnid Grand by Christmas Man
Flipping grams that came under hand
Made that somersault and thought I
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