Lyrics:
know what you doing
And I know how you moving
Them choppers eat you like a shark
I could get you booted
Pulled up with a guitar just to make music
That's
enough to say too many words
He just kept hollering goddyup go daddy giddyup go
So that's what I named the old truck Giddyup go
Oh things wasn't too bad
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive-through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after
many phrases where niggas thought I'm courageous
It's contagious how they frame you in greatness to overrated
In my capacity some wish that I wouldn't
mother's walkin' around packin' a .357 snub
And many cops dropped dead
I seen a man pull out a pistol and blow off an undercover's head
'Cause it's
Many many moons ago
When I was a lump of mouldable clay
Some shit went down and I found
That it nailed me to the ground
So I went inside, to duck
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive-through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after
me not, it's too hot
Up in that south, bitch you know how dirty
Better act in a hurry or I'ma load it with thirty
Dirty, serve me nigga by the pounds
times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin')
You believe corporations runnin' marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country gettin' ran by
broke too many times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin')
You believe corporations runnin' marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country
I need some dome
I jus wanna sip some lean
I only sip promethazine
It's really raw how I sip the lean
When I'm rolling up this raw I can't
back from the loss
Brake out them racks
Turnt myself to a boss
Yea RcW
That's how they want it so I give
Raw
Fuck being around the bush i give
lost bound by my ignorance
Through faith now I know what true living is
All I'm tryna do is show my people there's a better way
To many of us lost in
mouth
You wonder how many other people are creepin around the house
Cause the crack you bought and bought and bought is quickly runnin out
So you pout
four of us,
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed.
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball;
Apart
feel for this shit
How many struggles I survived just to eat this meal
Never thought y'all meet a nigga that could be this real
Flipmode up in this
how that shit go
I don't know why niggas envy me
I gotta get it by any means
A lot on my mind it's too many things
I ain't come down in forever now
alive by rats or fleas
But how we wish we were in some seaport town
Like London or Portsmouth not rats about to drown
And the waves on the sea how they
public display on this day
Y'all niggas is historay cause the whole crew is bitch to me
Listen to me Idi How many of y'all can see me?
Cause I'll
hypersensitive
And why you can't trust anyone but us
But then how can I begin to forgive her
So many years under bridges with dirty water
She was foolish
and done, beam me back to the mothership
So go ahead bro you betta speak how you feel, cause way to many n***** fall asleep at the wheel
That's real
So where
many flows yeah I could pick and choose it
Tell it how it is ain’t got no filter like I’m boosie
Watch how you talking to me
Circle smaller than
to say, I jot until my pen can't operate
Speak on my name
You better stop and pray my glock is known to populate heaven
I told him not today, ask how many
"Dear Lord here I lay, and if I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to keep"
I'ma rare and dyin' breed
Sympathy drive me insane
Y'all be flockin',
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