Lyrics:
to death up in my casket while surrounded by my cabbage
What's my goal you can't imagine but I'm about to make it happen
Poetry I get to snapping spitting
to hit the brakes
Niggas pocket watchin look me up to see how much I make
I'mma role model they look up to me im they real dad
I was broke they talked
the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas
more friendly than spider man
They try to say I’m only comfortable wit violence
Throwin blows if u pick a fight
Stronger than Superman
Cuz wen I roll up
steal those bitch I’m more than what its worth
Maybe you don’t know the way to deal wit us
Maybe you don’t know the way it feel to uh
Wake up knowin you
a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga was'nt gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up, done
Said a nigga might
Yo what up juve' baby what's happenin' baby
MIA dirty play h Town connect
What's been goin' down up there
(Gat in my bed, weed on my pillow)
Ain't
I'm trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle
I'm trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle
and the friends that surround her
If the girls outta line, best believe that I'll ground her
Comin' up fast and I'm fallin' off slow
I'm eatin the mushrooms, I'm
support
But like Too Short I keep it goin'
Shootin' up forts, who in this sport want to fuck wit me
Come on the court, rippin' out insides
Puttin' stains
I'm goin all out for self
Shyst when it's critical
Word and it don't make no kind of sense
Dudes walkin round here staring all intense
Yeah, well look
the dimension of the crew SoleSides
it ain't nuttin goin on but a party
Now brothers want to flex but I'm over they heads
I got the funky type of style
nigga, move on
I'm in LA in a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first 'til her hair grew long
I ain't goin' in the club, 'less I got
got shit to prove them
Niggas wanna stab me in my back so I'm removing them
They know better coming over here
This shit get dangerous
Lynch mob when we
Life is goin’ by I’m rollin’ up
Thinkin’ bout that money
I got Henny in my cup
Swear I’m finna lose it
Goin’ crazy
Think I’m finna lose it
Goin
haunted
Man you gotta keep it goin'
You Gotta keep it goin'
You got people countin' on you, it's too late to give up now
Got no fans inside this room but
Sadpandas:
Just got dumped by a bitch named Claire,
Ask bro for sex and he said see you there,
Throw him on the table and im ripping off his hair,
back
They pulled him out and they drug him up there by a car
And took him over there and put him, hung him up on the maple tree...
That's the story
Swallow me like you swallow your pride
Exercise, I thought you said extra fries
Got your bitch, by my side
We boutta watch, Nick@Nite
Hi I'm Rick
to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can
If you stay committed to the grind then time wont stop ya
Man I took some shrooms now I'm up in outer space
Grab that girl by the waist
Told her let's
was born fo' (you know what this is)
Hundred bands (yeah)
All I know is more and more (uh-huh) (what's up)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm goin' broke
that instant, I see that's the intent
The new way to lynch men
I call it the linchpin
And I'm saying I'm okay with video vixens
In the same way I'm okay
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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