Lyrics:
Ghosty
Mmhmm
The Trident keep bootin' my drum in
I'm goin' to trial, it's all or nothin'
Blacked out cars and we leave no trails
Buck into us,
Nothin' but the Moet in my cup, the sticky packed in the blunt
My cap is too thick, so I'm constantly blazin' another blunt up
We smokes all day, when
to kill|You can make all the money in sight|But you aint livin the good life||Til you put a girl in it|You aint got nothin|What's it all worth|Without a little
nothin' I can't do
(Can't do)
And y'all bitches is ran through
Close all ways
What the fuck gon' ran through?
My bitch a baddie, she know she a gem
(Like,
Gun is Cocked and Fired
I'm King News and I come
To you with the truth
The mean streets took six
More lives overnight
All the result of gang bang
The Chance, Ms Sancha Needs Cash
And She Wants It Fast
Give Me All That You Got Homeboy
'cuz This Cuete That I Got Aint A Toy
It Packs Nothin But Hot Lead
Throw
of the day
Right now, a nigga away
I go Chanel, Chanel, double Cs for you
Ain't nothin' but a nigga can't play
I go through hell, through hell for you
I
this mornin', givin' me no warnin'
As the cops drove by, you said with a smile
You say you got nothin' on me
with nothin' to land on.
Baffled by bullshit,
Grounded with nothin' to stand on.
Poor little fat cats,
Nothin' anyone planned on.
Unique in all
Now there's two ways we can do this
Keep it real or front
I know you got what I need and I got what you want
And the hunt for soulmates is all
Most niggas get it confused, right?
Huh, they think it's all chronic and palm trees
Out this motherfucker, bitches in bikinis, listen, huh
Some
The illest MC, braggadocios flow
Vein like an IV, and I'm all up in the system
Blink once and you might have missed him
Pack a punch, like I'm Sonny Liston
In the sky
Said I complete you
Do you need me like I need you?
All that I want is to keep you
Here with me, right by my side
By my side (uh)
just chickenfeed and all that peckin' in the ground don't hurt nothin'
Heaven knows, we can use the eggs"
I guess she's makin' the best of a bad
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told
Yeah, there's sure been days
That I thought we'd never make it through
But we found a way, and I'm proud to say it's nothin' new
Yeah, it's in
This money got you trippin'
Now what you gon' do?
Rob another goddamn bank
What the fuck is y'all thinkin'?
Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get
I wanna leave this bitch and take a trip, go missin' and they never found me
It's all or nothin', ain't no way around it
Left me with nothin
I need something that moves
Kinda like
You feel me
Yeah
Now make it pretty
Right off the bat
I could tell you were a home run
Covered all my bases
the shelf
Guess you thought I wouldn't figure it out
But I knew right when it had all began that she was more than just a friend
(More than just a friend)
Did
Everywhere I go
I'm followed by these ghost
Possessed not alone
Gotta make lotta dough
I got a lotta woe
Dreams from below
Everywhere I go
Controlled
could get jiggy jiggy (Keep it with me)
Draco on the seat and that Glock on my side
Niggas get to duckin' every time I ride by
Might pull up in the whip
know nothin but dope and straps
And it's never for no reason
So prepare yourself, cause it'll be comin straight from the Legion
[ VERSE 2: Mass
the fat brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin' the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda
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