Lyrics:
like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices
like Mars, when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices
Yo, Tim, Yo, Bob
We had to do it, man
Yeah, we got to praise God
While we got the chance
I'm gonna praise God while I got the chance
Watch me while
and taken care of
Hustle to good for the bad luck
Gotta make sure it add up
Still riding them lac trucks
Confirm the back end before it back up
Free dj I'm
Living in a cheap shack but the beat slaps
But cheap hacks want free tracks without giving up
The greenbacks they spend on street crack
That's whack
lungs are damaged
Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free
ain't a rapper but if I was
This ain't some shit that I could rap after
Caught up in the rapture
You call yourself a factor you're lame
Paving a way Bob
bouquet
And by the look at my paint, man it's a wonderful spray
Sucker trynna fuck my high up on a sucker-free day
I told that sucker park your whip cause
Ayy, Bob, what up? Yeah, haha!
Meek Milly ha! Grand Hustle in the building!
Ayy hey!
It's B-O, B-O lil' C on the beat
Haha yeah
Yeah, ayy, ah ah ah
Ceilings, full dose, I'm prescribing
Medication free
And for meditation we
Smoke some better tasting weed
That you'll ever taste or see
S-H-A-R-P
like foreign exchange
Since I gave my life to Jesus, I'm not a slave no more
He died for me I'm not a slave no more
He set me free I'm not a slave
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
Shit ain't free
I hold it down no POP
N***a with a attitude DOC
N****s only shooting on COD
I say free curt cause COD
Bitch I'm neat got OCD
I love
kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he
Please don't try to play me
I got shooters around my way
Smoking like I'm Bob
The za got me Outta space
I ain't hungry took a perky to the face
Girl
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "fuck these punks!"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart motherfucker or you stupid dunce?
Music
feel like a pool
Bob the Builder yeah I carry my tool
Free my dogs that been locked in the zoo
Ooo
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
Talk to 'em
I know
demonstrate
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Muhammad Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix,
better than call
Four-quarter, we down by two, bruh, if you don't, just hand me the ball
Your bitch phone buzzin', said your name, but nigga, I'm jammin'
life
You leaving without it, get caught by the night
I'm sending my dog, cause I know he bite
You think that I'm fighting, go fight for your life
I'm
I'm prison free and sucker free ain't got nothin to hold me back
Now I'm locked back in I'm lettin everything go (everything go)
Sorry you can't reach
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
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