Lyrics:
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Would tell you don't really want be the truth
Let me hit you back on my government phone
Still a hood nigga, whatcha want
fold
Take it to the bank, I’m sold
Now I’m 19 years old
Protect my soul
Steppin out I gotta be bold
Everyday I live by a code
That I will shine
I will be
the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)
Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
going up in smoke
Or you're feeling down
Lost and rejected
And all you want to be is respected
By society and the community
Because ain't that
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap
promoted
Moved out my momma house but still
This music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumpin'
Tunnel Rats and CMR but Lil' Jon was on the
Radio
what, what, what
Be the craziest get your wig split
Ain't no diss push man, left swang push
Man love to get hit
Oh, uh, uh, you too drunk
Got fists with
And if I sit I'll still be twice as
Tall with my head in the sky
Lookin' down at all you birds
Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's
Power behind your
you sure all the children are
And will be safe in the world
We are too busy making for them
Or you just don't care or you care to dare
Are you sure
is arising
My hearts calls out something gentle
Down by the river let's be together, I'll be there
Warm is the water
I will embrace you
I will love
you how to weigh shit wet and package more
I take cash or write the check out to F-R
Two E's, that'll be two G's
And forget my money I'm comin for
on the show
The Streets is Watching or whatever
I'm lookin', these were superstars in my eyes
And they still are, you know
So, Jay came in and he spit all
and I are bound by a love line
By a love line you and I
You and I are bound by a love line
By a love line
We'll walk together down this love line
passing by
Put your head between your legs; kiss your xxx goodbye (Blah!)
[Chorus]
You niggas lost y'all game; I'm throwing the Roc down
Just to put
drown ya
New Orleans nigga, gun out, I'ma down ya
Put niggas to sleep like a muthafuckin' downer
I'm a Great White, you'se a flounder
Fish
his whole team can still get poached
Big Jon on a song it's called a hit
All your songs are basic you should quit
I need bout three shots to get me lit
are you going to come?
I'll pick you up still, but the party is going to be over by the time I get over there.
Well, it doesn't really matter right now
to be reaching down
Pulling your goddamn shirt up, that's love
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your home
Wherever you lay your
get to the R
If I don't get you today then I'ma get you tomorrow
As soon as you come out your crib I'ma be right
(By your side)
Where I'm supposed
backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper
and I are bound by a love line
By a love line you and I
You and I are bound by a love line
By a love line
We'll walk together down this love line
like that
The stock holders wouldn’t like that idea
But ideas are free and you
Can’t be selfish with them
I think that progression of mind with
still ain't yawning
Baby girl leaving now on her toes
Hangover, wait a minute girl you leaving your clothes
And tickets gonna sell for a major show
If
still ain't yawning
Baby girl leaving now on her toes
Hangover, wait a minute girl you leaving your clothes
And tickets gonna sell for a major show
If
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