Lyrics:
be floatin' in the lake by ten
I don't fuck with confused liars
Rather lay low with a slut, consumin' my nut like a new diet
Brother, I'm too fire
and I'm drunk as fuck
Livin' life by myself (nigga)
Tatted up and I'm actin' up, no shirt better check out the belt (Nigga!)
Vegas raised, Vegas paid
So now we eating lobster shrimp and things
And watch for impostors that's been in the game
We invented the game and y'all just got hip
(Man what's
Toys in December, then
They was just to young to
Enjoy all the simple shit
Like, "Ay I got a crush on
This girl let me mention it"
Cocaine Membership,
line dialectic
Dig the perspective
Of an open minded skeptic
Where you're skeptical
Looks don't count
Better off judging by rhymebooks
And share
you're so glad
Will it just define what you're known as?
While I'm wishing that I had a mint,
I'd share it round if I had some riches
See with money
the day.
Dumped by his girl, he paid for her liposuction,
His friends call him "Money", in his introduction.
And Marty knows nothing but claims to know it
Did you ever get a feeling you just can't deny
It happened yesterday when I saw her walk by
She had that kind of rhythm that drives me insane
I said
everyone
Those days are over by now
'Cause I’m bad to the bone
Bad, bad, bad
Bad to the bone
Yes, I am
I’ve been used to got confused
Paid for most of all
a brand new life
With a great big house
And green initials on the towels
I should be happy now
Well, you got yourself a family
And you planted roots down by
Just in case you didn't know, I blow (I blow)
Constantly for dough
I'm sittin next to my heat (my heat)
Fuck peace, as I listen to the beat
We
to the green we got hell up
(My music bang, from here to releswelup (?) )
Bang you with the music, or bang you accapella
Like my shorty ran up, said get
Just in case you didn't know, I blow (I blow)
Constantly for dough
I'm sittin' next to my heat (my heat)
Fuck peace, as I listen to the beat
We
seen nor heard
Take cover call me up it's four in the morning just because
I got my eye on you I shouldn't be looking
Want me like a fix it's frightening
This isn't me, this isn't my life
I haven't paid my dues, it's just not right
Stuck in Sin City, high as a kite
I haven't seen the sun in nights,
Bumping "Pyrex" by Raekwon
Bachelor status, [?] Patron with the cactus
Now you fucking with the raptures
So we move like an actress who barely get paid
hunting
Tracing every crumb and trail by the thumb and nail
Numerous jerks clandestine activity rather the solid gumbo works
(Respect due)
(To the old
paid,
Whether not I got it on me
Its still god over money, I know anything I need he got
It really don't matter how low I get, we gonna sit up in
job and crew steady mobbin
You steady bobbin your head and I'm paid, so I got it made
But, didn't always have clout, used to live in South Central
2006
你想不想要回到你的过去
The God pick it for me
Do you wanna go back? The god pick it for me
你的歌词太简单了而我像Rick and Morty
Your lyrics are too simple, but me is just
with grenades
Crazy weapons
Pushed cars with more drugs than
Rite Aid and EPIC
Across state lines, without my squad
Just to get paid, laid it all
go blaow (blaow)
Nah, fuck that bitch, that bitch played out
Yeah, didn't mean to say that, it just came out
Mmm, that crib paid off, the shit's
hundred
Billion debt paid off
Wish to be college-bound on a scholarship
Pop dudes strung out and your
Moms won't acknowledge it
Prison bars just more than
what God was
Telling me by taking you first
Maybe I'll just call this
Lost part of this harvest
And no you wasn't flawless
But I loved you regardless
So
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