Lyrics:
all mine
Cause I love you more than you ever, you ever will know
Take it from me, we’ll be roaming around some day
With our bags for tomorrow, oh am I
Cause I don't played that, I'll push you way back, now what's up
If you want it, bring it, whatever, I don't give a fuck
I holding steady, ready for
back
Take it over there, then bring it back
For my whole life, man risk that
Wettin happen? Mi nuh know
Popo wanna know but mi say, "Mi nuh know"
Who
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
right on a leach
Woah
Im grinding from Sunday to Sunday
Don't make me go back to my olds ways no
I get fly like a runway
Smooth as a finger roll, Filay
When I run out to my whip I grab my auto fuckin matic
It's a blood bath, kill for cash, murder kinda scene
You don't wanna fuck with me or my homie
knows that she's good, and, shoot
I know it too
So I think I'll take her on a trip
And I know just what to do
Because she's sweeter than a honeysuckle
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
or Santan
I'm with gang
Got a 10 on my back like messi
Throw 10 on her back it got messy
Who should i take keish or becky?
What should i take lean or molly?
for giving me your eyes
For staying back and watching me shine and
I didn't know if you knew
So I'm taking this chance to say
That I had the best
finna get on that
That pistol be hot, it go in slow motion
That blower, you know it got blow back
I'm sticking you up, bro taking you down
Since you
my patience
Back of the Bach and the shit is so spacious
I won't snitch on anybody, your secret is scared
Tricks is for kids and you know I don't play
Fo' you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is falling out
Got a problem wit partner, I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for
my time to take the throne
Kings been Gods for way too long
I'm takin my turn I'm takin it down
Imma make my name I don't want no crown
I don't want no
my homie in the back and
If it makes you giggle, it must be kinda funny
But to me it's kinda cool (Tell 'em why), I'm making money
Tripping up
when I see its all love
Got back on my grind for a change
When it got dark just know I went the same way
Travel my direction see I never switch lanes
Darden, fuck Marsha Clark.
Taking us, when we're in the spotlight, for a joke.
Changing by the day, I see it's getting bigga in my square.
Looking
yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what?)
You little faggot ho', please give me some shit
yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what?)
You little faggot ho', please give me some shit
stereos
I guess I’m grown now
19 on my own now
Go to college down south
Back for the summer
Show em the WestCoast is how
We do it
Ain’t a thang to it
But if
with us
It's gonna happen soon, I'm on the verge of coming up
I think I'm 'bout to do a video with Faze Rug
I've been hitting him up, for like 8 months
I
niggas laying down and y'all ears out here in these streets
I guess you took it literal
Guess the only code you live by's forget-it-code
Uh, if I should
I just take it easy it's a Sunday morn'
So you come on light my fire and
Together we'll grow forever watch my eight kay rig go
Because my eight
I just take it easy it's a Sunday morn'
So you come on light my fire and
Together we'll grow forever watch my eight kay rig go
Because my eight
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