Lyrics:
Turn it up in my headphones, please
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame
More, haha, comin' to a ghetto near you
I wasn't mad until these
no joint tonight
Busted wallet, four dollar wine
You're a princess, I'm the pauper, but this ain't a nursery rhyme
If I had wrote the book, I
a tit pic
They don't do nothin', they think I not do, they don't get it
If it's about money, you know that I'm with it
I'm with it, I'm with it
If it's
parles français
Speaking french, we came from Paris
Hold up, wait
I got a question for you
Would you believe
If a nigga would tell you that you cannot do
signed us?
What if Oprah made them comments
Like Imus?
What if you designed this
Thought like I did?
Said it like this
What if Peyton was fighting
it back post war
You should have treaded lightly
You know I’m like a charged landmine
I count from one to ninety
Just to see if you change your tone
on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
U scared now that I’ve busted your ass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
If your name’s on late night TV
Look down you
nights are best for knowing if your thoughts are real
We've been searching for the light I know that pockets gotta fill
Yeah we're flying with the stars
I'm stuck on go
Lil bitch I'm stuck
I ain't never been stuck on a hoe
I ain't never been stuck
If you knew what I knew you'd keep that shit tucked
Yeah
the big beat
If they mouth leak
Wit big heats
Get put to sleep
Mr. Phats slash Jaco
I'm out for pecos
Go for gusto
Mobb villans we flippin'
life.
Another busted knuckle,
taken down by a kick to the balls
You've wasted time, wasted time
As our shadows grown so tall
Its another busted
that busted ass frown
Why you looking so down?
Mane, you got to look up
Cause niggas Milly Rock that ass if you ain't paying it up
I mean, paying
that busted ass frown
Why you looking so down?
Mane, you got to look up
Cause niggas Milly Rock that ass if you ain't paying it up
I mean, paying
the whole gang
Y'all whip them? We Huh?
Ayy, we all got busted up, but they did too
You know? We busted up Ayy, boy
I was taking bleach bottles and
Busting
'm the source of these rappers nightmares
And I'm light years ahead of you and if you think that I'm playing
You're playing yourself like a video game and your
Just busted that boy out the slam
Now he started making them jams
I know you don't give good advice
I'm just trying to remember the hype
Taking off
AR-15 way too loud
Glock hit you, that'll beat you down (let's go)
And these niggas my sons, what should I teach them now? (Woah)
And if you my
And then I tried to think of what you said
We broke in two
Busted through
Broke in two
I would go back to the top of the day from scratch
If I
my health
I got busted vans on, put some Henny in my cup
I'll start rolling up
Tell me when you get to down the Street
We might get some eats
bitch, you see where Brad at
Ice my wrist-es then I piss on bitches
You could suck my diznick, if you take this jizzes
You don't like them disses,
like, if she walk away
This is Alex Day
Yeah and I come with no charges
I come to charge at ‘em
With lots of these punches
Punchlines, lines to make you
allah
He busted on my burqa, like a lot
I had that nigga shootin', gra-ta-ta
I want your cock nigga do not cock block
There's a lake if you lift up my
gone
If don't jump back like Kobe bring it back I'll a do recall
You need you sum smoke shit I got dimes that look like meatballs
Learned how to use
I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix
I'm creeping with my secret and that's how I wanna keep it, peep this
If I hit this pussy you going tell
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