Lyrics:
Rubble, gettin in trouble and fuckin up
Parole got me makin my kids piss in a cup
It's cold, that's why I got a few bucks, I put up
from sellin greens,
to the brink
Y'all can run up a track
Or just concede I'm the king
I ain't makin no pact with the devil
Everybody gone pussy
I'm the last remaining rebel
Game
at the same time
It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin' bimbo
So quit knockin' at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
at the same time
It's off the limbo with Timbo
You motherfuckin bimbo
So quit knockin at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
Put it
misunderstood, and we can't stop the fight
But there's one thing that we don't disagree on putting right
[Chorus]
Makin' up, makin' up by makin' love
children
It's time for us, to really mold our communities
It's time for us, not to get hooked up in religion
But to get hooked up in relationship, with God
way
At times I don't discuss on what had happened today
But what I can't say
Is behind my smile
I'm feeling good in my hood
Like I'm Craig and Deebo
understanding
Things I cant retract
Rolling up a sac remembering the past
You keep wearing all your tears in a mask
Tried to function while in fear
What is that
In fact I'll get some tickets here for everyone
All I gotta is pick up the celly
And its a done deal
Let me call Nick and tell him
By the way
a queen by my side
And she ride and ooo she bad
Who you know do it quite like this?
Told the jeweler just ice my wrist
GIA certified diamonds
Yours look
know girl
Up and down we go
Like the sunlight and the moon light
Can I get you right
In and out I go
Like makin' love
That good love, that butter
time to go elevate
I know my times coming I just hope It don't show up late
Got my bag getting bigger and so is my weight
I was more down South until I
like Greatness don't got a care
Like when she suckin it grabbing it by the hair
Off the addy just couldn't get outta there
Set the play, get the lay up I
Schaffer: Yo, Kristybee! What up, son?
Kristybee!: Yo, STD! What up, girl?
STD: Let's do this!
STD: B-B-B-B-B-Boys will be boys
KB: Will be boys,
enough
With all the feelings we been dealin' with
By bottlin' up n' batterin' love
For the demons i keep battlin' for
Ten fold, spun the block
N' made it
now, prolly a bit a style
Thinkin' he can come up in the game and he can just change it up
Thinkin' he the ish, gon' stank it up
Sayin' he can rap "Did
to California now it's time to roll
I was sixteen mane, sellin' quarter keys of dank
My uncle was a balla from around the way
So I had the hook up
Whole
stacking my bread
The best way I can without attracting the feds
Cause they play by they own set of rules
But enough about them cause I'm cool on them dudes
just put it on a coaster
I'm whippin up a batch of brownies, so what (Makin lemonade, so what?)
We're ridin round the town on penny's just for fun
Life is what I'm making it
I've waited
Been impatient
And even let it go by
But I'm making it
There's so much love
The always keep me above ground
from my glasses i saw Death up the block
From the bending those sharp Corners those same Corners
Where we laughed and chill got high And build
Fast
shit for times I couldn't afford it
Back when I was broke hoes said I'm boring
Now I'm pulling up VIP in a foreign
Rio baby got the trap back jumping
ya shakin' and makin' it clap (Clap)
Dancin' and drankin' come sit on my lap (Lap)
Fat ass, ya shakin' and makin' it clap (Clap)
Dancin' and drankin'
'Cuz I forever told them doubtful ni**as this was coming
Now they in my corner like we backed up by the biggest boulder
""I'm not my father over here I
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