Lyrics:
with it
I'm not good with memories, I remember what I just care about
Details of what you say, do and what you're wearing out
What you love about me,
Just smoked and had a sip of the alcohol
Shit, I’m back out, what you
Know about it y’all, dissing
‘bout to go bed, you know the shit I’m ready
For
I'm lost
I need you to call
And I don't know no other way to take away the pain
I'm 'bout to fall
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal with myself
it ain't nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying
of getting murdered out
Me and my lil young niggas, ridin around with them chrome triggas, catch ya
Slippin you gone nigga, Might be missing yo
news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
Speaking out
BUZZ got the beat
Different colours on my garments call that mismatch
You don't wanna mess with me so you better stay back
I'm buying it now even
ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em this
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
You sucka niggas out of style G
I'm a fuckin' G
It's Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
Them sucka niggas out
You nothing without paper like books
Word to my nigga double A, everybody's under may
Make bitches come, ada andale
When I'm digging in that skeezer,
niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble
Uh oh, fresh out the bed
Uh oh, count up the deads
Uh oh, fresh out
Okay I walk by faith and not by sight
Okay I trust in God with all my might
Okay I'm living my purpose
Mind real focused
Okay I realize that there's
rebound and I block out
A no hitter Nigga nothings sweeter
Than the opposition when it drops out
Like Bama Duchie never clock out
Speeding by you better
that six deuce
Pumps real loose Now I'm dipping in the rag with the whoop
You niggas souped thinking O.G. niggas out dated
Highly decorated still can
this heat
(You won't do nothing)
I'm right here by the bar, my mans all know who you are
I know you think that you're hard but
(You won't do nothing
I passed by
Lord knows ion need another dui
Living in a city where you do or you fucking die
Both hands out the top I can touch the sky
Look at ya
they say he A menace
You don't want no beef with him nothing serious
We bulletproofed
You can't shoot us
Hold it hold it let them come
I'm that nigger
never gonna make it without you
Do you really wanna see me crawl
And I'm never gonna make it like you do
Making love out of nothing at all
(Making
the kitchen I serve the fiends
Pay what you owe it ain't nothing free
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Don't blow my high when I'm
never gonna make it without you
Do you really wanna see me crawl
And I'm never gonna make it like you do
Making love out of nothing at all
(Making
don't need no one to save me
Cuz I'm freely living
I am one with the way that's decided by fate
Running through the walk of space
I'm wondering it takes
nothing wrong with me
I sit cross-legged on my bed at night
While you throw out criticisms sharp as knives
But I just stare with unaffected eyes
‘Cause I
cause you know im here for you, theres nothing you can say
(nothing you can say)
[Rachel and Finn:] nothing you can do
(nothing you can do)
sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No,
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