Lyrics:
Don't try holla for a free 16 now I'm sorry but I need to get paid
Can't get me on the phone if you do you can tell by my tone that I need to get
smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these
with this 9 (Bow)
Mum said "Be home by 8"
I'm out lurking on the 7th side (Sorry)
Six in the spinner
Ive 'ready circled about five times
Four in
everybody wants to do it like me
No you don't do it like me
Nah, no we ain't the same
You're never gonna do it I'm doin' it again
Boy Better Know, were
guess I'll call my lady
And tell her to kiss my baby
They tell me that crime is all I know how to do
(Never leave me alone)
Tell him his daddy's sorry
guess I'll call my lady
And tell her to kiss my baby
They tell me that crime is all I know how to do
(Never leave me alone)
Tell him his daddy's sorry
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I
B-E-G-I-N-N-I-N-G
Its the beginning of my fame
And I'm here to play the game
Please don't hate on me because we ain't the same
And if you do that is
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize
stand on money
But I built up by myself
I don't wanna lie bitch I'm sorry
I know you'll forget it in the morning
I don't wanna lie bitch I'm sorry
I know
Rollin' with smoke on my jones
Pigs want all the camera on me, not the one from Dipset (one)
I still can't mix pleasure with business, sorry princess
a township rebellion
Word is a rough mix
Sign of justice
The rhyme is allowed 'cause you can't philabust this
Style I'll catch ya
I'll catch ya
at just one trophy
Guess I gotta tell you everything about me
How I started from the bottom round 2G
Then 3G, 4G, 5G
Then I got my heart broken by a Pisces
got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
some chicken for the cow? (Your mother)
Oops, I meant you sorry for the mix up
But your stomach's always big due to sexual slip ups (that's your
some chicken for the cow? (Your mother)
Oops, I meant you sorry for the mix up
But your stomach's always big due to sexual slip ups (that's your
are all the hidden secret behind the masters whip
We are inclusive to this worlds pulpit mix
This mess of debt, land, theft, and racist pricks
I'll let
She wanted Bacardi
I wanted a Barbie
So sorry not sorry
Ride it like a Harley
Your shit cannot harm me
The life of the party
If I die by 25
Tell
whatever I want to you
Yes, spit inside her mouth, I got a lil' bit on her chest
I know you ain't mine, but do I love you, yes, me
Baby, I'll be home by
'm the one
One n*ggas try to be, the one n*ggas tryna study too
Sorry only loving me, baby I can't love on you
Fell in love with a G
Life already comfortable
the kitchen this is always just that mess with me
I want all the things I’ll never need
I want all the things I’ll never need
And I never get the things I do
the paper
That has given me my freedom, once a-[C] gain
The Governor said I'm sorry
That new evidence came seven years too [D] late
Go [G] home and start your
the fuck you spill lean on a BB Simon?
A real dope boy don't do consignments
Ten times out of ten, I'm bound to rob 'em
They say "Pap act like he
Got
LP (LP)
Bitch,
I'ma do my thing I don't listen to the haters
I don't matter what I do they gon' talk ayy
Off dem drugs I'm feelin' wild and I don't
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