Lyrics:
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
together
So come on now and get up to it y'all
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's
on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost
Dear Gerald, 21, you
Meeno, get it right, no descrempancy
Always keep a weapon, see, run it ground
Worth of stones, nothin' less on me, why you stress on me
Niggas mad cause
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
No counting physical
It's all digital
Yeah
I got the beans
And the beam
And the will to protect my green
At any cost, by any means
Bang
Made a mess
Got
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
the chamber, y'all my road kill
Could pay a lot of bills for a dude y'all say got no skill
So what the fuck y'all expect me to do?
I guess I'll hand y
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
territorio celta por su lenguaje why su musica. why un sitio al que
Tengo que volver pronto...Llegamos temprano; el grupo why yo nos fuimos a tomar
Una
The Al Green offspring, guns and the melody
The big shot, wrist on cryotherapy
Soon as I press that button
Nigga better get right like the ambulance's
to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent
You know Kriss, I'm Kross
Y'all ran, we walked
No Limit n****z got ghetto dope by pounds and bults
Blowin' tapes
against the wall
I feel right at home, y'all sitting right at home
All Kelly green with envy while I'm jelly beans descending
Into the palm of a child,
the green in her eyes, see notes and they follow
See the green in her eyes, see notes and they follow
She fast and furious how she move its delirious
I
Love Through Light
Because stars brought us together
The Day
When he touched her
She started to fall down
All she saw around was smoke
Grey,
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
(Termina ya
no la hagas mas
no es un álbum conceptual
solo hazlo y ya)
Termina ya
no la hagas mas
no es un álbum conceptual
solo hazlo y ya,
otro
Hello
Your album come out soon, and this is all you got
What you mean, all I got?
You don't think this is dope?
Ha ha, this shit sucks
You need
I'm half past three
But caught in a dream
I'm caught in a dream
Bout you and me
My feet wanna leave
But I smoked all my green
I smoked all my green
inside his head
You're my baby
We met in high school in New Hampshire
No, we didn't, Al
I don't even know where New Hampshire is
Why do you always
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