Lyrics:
On a different planet yeah I'm past gone
You claim you running numbers up but tell me what the stats on
All y'all bitches was capping, made em put the hats on
Got
My last name Jordan so I wear the 45
I don’t know why
These niggas ride by I keep my nose high
Niggas high up off they nose because they snorting
I
Woooaahhh
It's a good day got my shawty by my side
Rolling up my wood got me flying through the sky
Shawty said she with it told her let's go take
get sad when they see sweets coming
I ain't even bothered by no haters I don't see em honestly
But I know they watching
They ion see it but I keep it
can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand
that bitch she no good
If I can't shoot my blick know bro would
Hit the stu with Von just rolled bout four woods
Stayin' sticked up with the whip with
my mind was, keeping you by my side no I don’t want any problems
Getting close to me naw I wouldn’t do it they know I’m back in the game no wonder why
the streets in the night time
Gone way too soon but I’ll see you in the next life
Damn I miss my bro’s
Damn I miss them good times
Rolling up them woods just
tell us mane
You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm
drivin' good (drivin' good)
She wanna fuck for hours 'cause my money long
Droppin' bags (droppin' bags), they call me, "Mr. Get-your-tummy-gone" (tummy
To all my peoples locked down comin back to life
In the world once again though ya fear was trife
While you was gone, we was goin to war and even more
pavement
You can't spit if you dead in the ground
In the woods where ya head'll be found
And its good that you getting it now in the prescient confessin'
We good
We good
Fab
RHQ
Been a couple years since a nigga got put on
Tell ya boy stop, he outta here, he gone
It ain't much that you can do that I
the streets is all good
My leather is all wood, my gun is still secluded
I'm still hoping and praying to God I don't use it
[Hook until fade]
[P. Diddy
whole team in (Y-O)
D-Block homicide, look 'em in they faces
(D-BLOCK) look how many shooters with us
Count how many cases
Hardest in the world
(Ghost)
They label me a g cause all the shit been through
Why y'all take my baby woncha world we miss you
Smoking woods daily fucking up my mental
It really
gone see it
That's all I gotta say cuz I just be it y'nahmsayin
And what do I be
I'm just good
What's understood
Yo petty comments never carry under wood
even
Know cause They wearing uniform every day Riding down Tara walking up Flint
Stop by the Sunoco get me some chips
Step in your backyard might take
If there's no pain, I don't want it
'Cause I get so addicted
By the taste of the hurts
When you can’t save us-us-us-us
And if there’s no love, why
even supply the package I buy
I get it and I cook and it's gone for it dry
Get a quarter ki and cut it down to all dimes
Buy my own blow so
praying he forgive my sins Even in a bucket still spin it like I'm in a Benz stop by the sto urban connection ion follow trends raised by them older heads
baby girl, don't even talk to me
I put a 3.5 in my wood, that shit look like some broccoli
Paid too much for this MARNI sweater, 1k, what it cost me
Big Jay Jay
We got another 1 boy
Hahaha
Ah ah ah ah
Still doing pull ups
With that good stuff
Rolling woods up
Just a hoodlum
If You gone pull up
shift
[Chorus:]
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through
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