Lyrics:
Then leave by ‘11’on the strangest shit
Look, We both know i made you
8 ball on iPhone only time i played you
Showed you all my cards i put em all
Then leave by '11'on the strangest shit
Look, We both know i made you
8 ball on iPhone only time i played you
Showed you all my cards i put em all
late, it's too late
You can tell me there's nobody else
(But I feel it)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself
(But I see it)
You can look into my
The clock is ticking
Fingers switching
Now its 1:39
The darkness keeps me up at night
Cant see shit anyways
The tears freeze in my eyes
Old
than have an army of hit men
Walking into another block is like crossing the border
Sneaking across without a passport will get you slaughtered
Its 3 in
Couldn't get your lips off my mind
couldn’t wait for time to pass by
so that I could see you again,
I could feel you again, when your hands touch
Descending, my mind goes back into reality
To some, having candy paint is just a fantasy
Custom leather everywhere you look is woodgrain'
Big Ball tellin'
Radio Station KMG, 187 on your dial
And what I want you to do is tune in
At 5 O'clock and listen to the homeboys
Total K-oss and Go-Mack
They'll gonna be
heavy[01:33.56]Something's weighing heavy, heavy[01:36.20]To everyone that hopped off[01:37.76]Before my music popped off[01:39.47]Don't ask me for no favors[01:41.19]You
When the clock is running out and there's still so much more to do,
Oh how the tables turn when you look into the eyes of God and no one's staring back
everything. We don't kill you
We stay by myself. I don't know I keep the bitch
I could she won't give it tops put anywhere bitch. I stay on the clock. I stay
an astronaut,
Where you get those shoes? Private Stock,
Can't look at you, ‘cause we're up inside the yacht,
What you mean? ‘Cause we out here, and you by
of the web
Whether aphid or angel of death
Entertainment or threat
By the end, you're a savory crepe
Models that mar every orbit and corner
It's horrid
There's
Yo man, what you need?
Yo uh, man, I need something, man
I need a twenty, man
What you got, man?
I, I got this rope chain, man
Man, this look
to hear your pleas
Breathe alone and say goodbye's my final battle cry
The last look that you'll see is my life leaving me
Nothing left to lose
I got 39
'll deserve it
When I take my last breath
I'll be by your side
Mmm, yeah
And then a second later he said
you follow me yeah
Follow me into eternity
Yeah
into cash
All you got is L's off in your stash
Picture perfect with it, watch for the flag
Gettin' to the money, marathon running
High hurdle
Ayy, let me clean off these limited edition Cardi's real quick[00:16.10]Yea yea[00:17.19]Spent a couple racks, I did it on Cardi eye[00:19.39
God Emcee V3 man[01:38.55]That bitch linkin' with your opps[01:39.40]Man, it's crazy that you still pipe[01:41.20]Say you on the block[01:42.35]Man,
in your don't know what you said book
Took-look-yuk-duk-wuk
Innovative ill factors by the Flavor Flav
Come and ride the Flavor wave
In any year
I'd like you to address
How are you creating a sustainable solution
By continuing to subsidise these dying institutions?
Even you should concede that
Well...you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I said "you look so good, and your so
I think that you could be the one[00:17.03]To carry my flame into the dark[00:20.39]To kill the creatures of the night[00:23.66]To be the one that I
you dearly, I shoot blind
In time I clock figures, dropping niggas as we rise
We all soldiers in God's eyes, now it's time for war
Never leave me
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