Lyrics:
Scratch the ticket off whatchu you
Win full of sin, we all are so lets let
The story beginning, he died rose uphold
The throne, by the grace that he gave
We
give u a kiss , imma real g man i stay with the shits, no fist fight man I aim with a stick ,keep it close big man don’t slip, you can get wigged if u
linger and never forget
And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun
Waiting for you by the Santa Maria
How long does thou stay with
the granite
Just respect what we're gifted with and born to fight for
Don't neglect that we're living in a world of delight you're
Tripping if you think I'm
Yo uce Biggs
Sole, what’s good uso?
Nah nah same old uce, just kicking back ay just
Man just been thinking about our people a lot lately you know?
the props
Yeah there’s a time to get lucky
Can’t complain you know we gon be rich
2 blunts in with a bad lil b****
Took a trip to the beach and she love my
hours
J Cole, baby
High for Hours
These people on my dick
They always on pursuit
They ask where you been it who you been with and What you gonna do
ascent I skipped the stairs, ain't got no more time to spare
Barely got it by a hair, got that crown cannot be shared
Yeah you looking at the heir,
already prayed
Girl by side
She already slayed
You measuring up
I'm already weighed
You waiting for checks
I'm already paid
Wake up on a daily
Count my
the clouds
I know nothing that can break me down
As I fly up in the sky
You will always be by my side
snitchin
You ride for that block?
Niggas always dickridin
Stop eatin the cock
Pop out the cut
Make him eat the glock
Play with my Coofie
Get sent to Allah
ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter
This day only, come taste the greatest sensation of flavor this world has to offer. Extraction of paprika will enwrap the senses with aromas you have
PG girls let me see your hands
Wave em at them bitches hating on you with they friends
Came from no ends
Now I'm leaving in a Benz
Still a ten
Tote
my life away like I was done with it
I been in a slump dog
Should of made it clear from the jump dog
Criss crossing me won't make you jump dog
I just
Yeah, this shit not a game, I do this for the gang
Yeah, if I get a mil, I'ma split it with my gang
You not in the circle cause you started acting
by myself, got lotta problems
Oh Dear Anxiety (Yah)
How did you get a hold of me? (Yah)
I tried to run but I fell, and I thought you scared of me
ring
Fuck with your boy and I might remove all your sins
My clique and me ain't trippin
That nigga's always stumblin
The G's keep on flippin
All my VVs clear (SIMO)
Crank the notch high gear (Yea)
Pouring mud not beer
Feel the buzz light year
Ding ding you ain't saved by the bell (Ding
But they can't see the light (that's right)
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right
'Cause we are living in a material world
of a Mercedes Benz
And you can rest assured that the herbs always pure
And the brews that we drink are for sure to make you slur
Pacific Co., Dragon Stout,
But they can't see the light (that's right)
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right
'Cause we are living in a material world
the world
So when I'm torn it look like porn
Nigga nigga
cnd please don't get me misinformed
You got drive to scrap it out
Then you could always hit the horn
with him before I make a move
For real, you couldn't walk a half a mile in my shoes
I had it all wrong, now I'm back brand new
Tell you what I'm finna
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