Lyrics:
on the floor
I can't remember no more, that's all that...
Okay, okay calm down
I have no further questions your honor
Court is now in session, now
tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was
of line
No more awe
Room for doubts
Just live on
With gloom of stout
Father broken by ethanolic dreams
And son corrupted by the lack of him
Generation
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope
The non-resistible, non-competible
No, No I'm not sayin' I'm the best, I'm just sayin' I'm fuckin' incredible!
And let's just make one more thing understood
That if
W.J. Weed Kapone nigga
If I ever breathe
If I ever live
Shit no more fuckin man
Believe this blunt I'm blazin
And still listen to your kids
That's
ain't getting saved by no one else but yourself
Choose your path, hustle hard, sleep, repeat
Pick your style
Choose your path, hustle hard, sleep, repeat
"I don't want to see you playin' with these lowlifes no more!
Now come along, we have a party to attend
With some real mature women and some more
"I don't want to see you playin' with these lowlifes no more!
Now come along, we have a party to attend
With some real mature women and some more
Churn up the grits, can't never slip
Bang on the hip, burst from the whip, drive-by shooter
Autopilot, when I bye-bye losers
Look mama, no hands, look
If you decide you hate me then I'll take that choice, but
I gotta tell you my story before you take make that choice, son
You gotta understand, yeah,
An unpleasant feeling that feeds of your brain
A policy corrupted by the few who believe
An ungovern turf that has to be seen
Cosas del presente no son como las
and test your luck in death before dishonor.
I got to stay alive for my son and daughter.
The Devil is alive and I can take no offer. (Oh No)
But the Devil
things
That’s what I’m workin for, generational wealth none of us gotta work no more
Now I'm just tryna see my mother good
Take care the family like my
ain't goin' out there, son
I don't trust no one out there, son
I don't even know what's out there, son son
Yo, I got a big-ass TV and
My house has four
I can't do it alone, no I can't do it alone, no
I can't do it alone
I can't do it alone, no I can't do it alone
Yo, I'm far from finished But I'm
goes bad
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a righteous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under
And I'm not giving these orphans away...
So, I'll get no more sleep at night, I'll get no more sleep at night...
I'll no longer dream...
Who's gone,
and now in the córners they use to listen my rhymes
they use to listen my rhymes//
If you can catch me rolling one more time
and stay by myside with no
nothin' unbagged, shave everything
I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything)
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They
Where the Devil was holding class
He said “Son those touched by God..This Class? Those fools will never pass”
He said
“Son the lucky are boring
c God
im tellin ya I swear its for sure
I shouldnt even ever have to say this no more
Dont d-d-d-dont dont do that
Dont dont d-dont dont do that
Dont
ears, close my eyes
In a world of a stupid girl and in her stupid dress size
So who are we
Who's the judge, and are you something like a hero?
No
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