Lyrics:
I burnt the whole bouquet
Tom, you'll never win the fight against your haters long as I listen
'Cause I read every single comment that you try
on him, he dead, they on your ass, youngin
I know you heard about your last cousin, he trap, we get him whacked hustlin'
This bitch just want her back
rappers so feminine
I'm hated by many men
But don't need no niggas to like me, bitch I'm a grown man
Let me give you a lesson, Guwop I'm Boulder Crestin'
the street life
I want a better future
Don't wanna get killed by mistake
When elephants fight
The ground suffers
I watch cartoons everyday
Keeping away from
together by your B-day
I told them just don't go out sad or be no cheapskate
I wanna see you on the building out on Peachtree
Yeah, yeah
Half
broad day
Like he fit the description
Pure disrespect, while you rappin'
I don't really be listenin'
Ya bitch want somethin' dark in her
I swear that
Quick to back down
[N] You ya whole crew ya
[L] Quick to back down
[N] Ya'll don't want none of this ya
[L] Quick to back down
[N] And I hate ya'll
tee, slide
My baby mama done fucked up on her food stamps
That's three muscles recertified
I'm right, niggas be watching, they don't want these problems
please
But she won't sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won't come across
Unless there's money in her hand
She don't go overtime
She got you by
to make the money
I no dey do Seyi Law for here so don't ever think it is funny hahaha
Omo gutter to wor Gucci
I make peace ion do shit
When your mates
to make a rush for the door
But time's a currency, I'm currently poor
I'll be leavin' here soon, I don't mean to be rude, but
This scene ain't it for me,
Sometimes I don't even know anymore how to talk
Manifested by the system that I live in
I got a life to never fully win but only to be stuck with sin
My world
But they can and can can
If I didn't say it I'm a sucka parlayin' it
It don't really matter if the flow fatter
But I don't, don't believe, and duck, bob
Show me you are going to ride
With me by your side
Proving loyalty all the time
Loyal
Loyal
Let's not rush just take our time
We can do it, you and I
want the money man never want the fame
Don't call me bro, just call me by my name
We all can't be equal but I won't be the last
You ain't gotta do too
the game, put the wave in it
Go and tap yo veins, put the needle in it
I'll snatch you by your head, like an eagle did it
Shootout with the police, like
wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough through your borough
don't want a war.
Hey, there, mister black man, can you hear me'
I don't want your diamonds or your game
I just want to be someone known to you
We, the people here, don't want a war.
Hey, there, mister black man, can you hear me?
I don't want your diamonds or your game
clothes
And I'll never love a hoe again
But I sure will fuck wit 'em
Fuck any witch with hidden tricks to kill a man (mmh)
Taught by many sisters that don't
Looks can be deceiving
If I say it then I mean it
Never rush
I want that organic feeling
Let it flow but I don't wanna end up sea sick
Looks can be
You want to get it
Really? that's all I'm worth?
That's not what I was saying
You can tell by the purse that
I bought for your birthday
Okay, I never
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
You know you made it when the fact
Your marriage made it is worth millions
Lemonade is a popular drink and it
in jail
Nowhere to look but ahead to my goals and I
Write them down every night I know them well
Million dollars by early next year
Peace in my
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