Lyrics:
that, I wouldn't do THAT
But by doing that, I just proved that, I COULD lose track, and then do it back
Or even worse stuff, like prideful arrogant,
didn't nail our last cd, the stuff was not good back then
And now it's getting worse, I'm just glad I had you staying by my side no matter what, You kept
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
been here before)
I don't ever want to change
I'm fragile
I don't ever
Some of the people appointed to give an opinion
Never do get it
I want you
strings attached like a Velcro shoe
Or how Run DMC wore the shell-toed shoe
When I rap I take you back to when it felt so new
With loads of hot goo, I will
to God, and I feel like he's shown a sign
This is what I'm meant to do, and in my heart, I know it's true
Every time I write a track, you know I do it all
the cops and now we wasted
Telling black kids you can be anything you want too
As long it fall under sports or entertainment
Spillin so much truth I don't
going on with the style today?
Many with talent get brushed away
Don't even try to step to the plate
Trading your soul, so you can get played
This how it
pager
You go find witness in a two trap conquest
They'll know it everywhere we wanna do this
You see, you gotta understand that things going cycle
she would've stepped to me, it would have been a little different.
Man, how you figure it would've been different.
Nigga would've came at real you
Do you love me
Do you love me not
Why you cappin
When you know
This motherfucker hot
Is I'm wack
Well I can see it
Make ya hips rock
Don't stop
Wop
me cause I'll do you grimy I promise you I'm not the one yeah
Always been grinding guess it's perfect timing cause now I can do what I want yeah
Since
and they swappin' on Ya
Make ends now
Watch it boy they commin' for ya
Yeah we get buzz when we wants ta (You)
You be chasein' clout like a monsta (Do)
Yeah,
Glizzard And Its Two Tone Black
So Wen You See Me Better Run Like In Track
Lil N**** you ain't do dis shit for real
You a lil bitch I could tell by how you
they d-do it to my song
I'mma make you do a song, sick it to you a song
Fluents keep movin in the middle with pillows they chewing on
Other rappers
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
the people want
I don't do that (Cay Killed this track)
I do what I know is nice to me
I do what I think is cool
And if you don't think it's cool then I think
you want lunch but you ain't finished breakfast
Born Crown Vic but I think like a Lexus
Put me on a track and I'll wreck it
Just tryna stay focused
just want to dance and do backflips on top of my mattresses on acid
I guess, that's how she turning out so plastic
I'm way past it
This track will go
I wanna rest
I wanna go to a happy place
She said you just want some space
I said this weekend you gon lie me to rest
I'm sorry this is how it has
we do you cant tell em what go on
She aint got no panties just VLONE yeah
Hate when they love for designer
Real is rare
You gotta know how to find em
gotta teach me how to love
I'm from the slumbs bae I'm numb
After I beat it up for hours
Then she tell me that she love me
And you was there when it was
? slam
Pimpd out. jam' tiggle it? slam
Pimpd out. jam' tiggle it? an' slam
Now don't get me started
And never say what you wanna do
'Cause your just
Everything up is a U
Everything to the side is what you C
And P is how you peep me
They call me UCP
Aka who is that
Nigga muthafucka its Thug
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