Lyrics:
me that one day that I'd be great
I remember Niyah told me not to walk away
My bro had sat there quite while he tryna fight a case
He told me if you
Speaking out ya ass
I'll do you like ya father should've did
Cause if you ain't bout your biz
They treat you like a little kid
So when I'm in the building I
wanna let my gat go
I sold crack fast, now I sell crack slow
In the back, on the low if
You ain’t got no dough, come to
The back door i’ll give you
A full
to prison
But I'd rather my kids come visit a nigga livin
So it's back to the block, got my Glock in my pants
Got a nice 16 for wherever we tryna dance
Stop
that bitch
So please come at me straight
You know that I’m that bitch
So they always gone hate
They be like “Pretty Marie how you do this by yourself?
kids' minds one
Block at a time
For centuries we left child labour behind
You've essentially trapped them all
Back in the mines!
Won't be fooled by
the choice was never mine
If it was would be through by now
But I'm still here somehow
Stand up and take a bow
It all stops when the penny drops
Living ghoul,
chains too if you want to
Make him look like bad news if you want to
I'll be waiting by the tree for your trouble
cause Im in love with the cocoa
I ain't scared I fuck yo bitch with no trojo
While listening to kid cudi solo dolo
Ill be flexin' in my ranger by tommorow
Kids lookin for Saint Nick
Just leave me some cookies and get off my damn dick
You want a present? Nigga, please
Your house is a wreck, and you
the back of it
I won't be sending back it will be dead so I'll just laugh at it
Cremated up the beat I grab the ashes let me scatter it
If you're listening I
overthinking in my thoughts I'm still confused on how you change
I come from that block, they by the corner serving fiens
Gotta make it out the trap
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
nuttin to lose but um
But I got to do this shit real quick so um
Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine
And I be out cuz I got to see this
When December comes
Then we'll take the kids to Mama's
They can make snow angels in the yard
Like a Christmas card
We'll decorate the tree
Put
rob ya
Niggas come tatted up head in a body slang
Well it's your nigga Big Bonna niggaz be creepin up on ya
Goin for the jugular, niggaz trying
(When I ride I got to)
Come, come alive again (you know we got it)
Come alive again, uh huh
(Come alive again), Manolo mayne
(When I ride I got to)
of confused
Please stop runnin' your mouth, that's how brothers go missin' and niggas get put on the news
You goin' through it, you losin' it, huh? My
Weirdest kid on the block zombies ate my neighbors
You the walking dead if its world war z from my metaphors
I'm The dawn of the dead king
wit me
And I wanted to get down, guess somethin' was missin'
Everything comes with a price, "There's only one condition:
All you gotta do for
my bullets they come in three's like trilogy's
Put the knife away, missles away strike and blaze
So much smoke you can't tell the difference between
Ill - ill
I know I know that shit Ill - ill
I know I know that shit Ill
Fuck that shit nigga you got one second to do that shit... come
Here
This
me I'll keep you guessin
My patience is what you keep on testin
Now your lifes what you'll be missin
Lord Hawk, it's a name that you all know
Ham
Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely
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