Lyrics:
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
poison, I'm poised
They picking my verse
See the dirtiest of the dirtiest
The godfather
Still'll jack you with no gun
Choke you with your car charger
Slay
just way over my head with these dreams
Where's your feature, where's N*****
That's what you need, that's your weakness
If you think that's what I'm
kids sent him back to his school
Bruck down pussy
We make bread over here likkle pussy
Cant step over here likkle rookie
Last time I seen you mans you
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
actin' strange (uh-huh, Whoo Kid)
I wake up to my medicine, head throbbin', heart full of rage (yeah)
Feelin' dirty from haze, as strong as thirty
freaky deaky, she know how I go
Hard for the pesos, my car goes and they sure to follow
Gonna let her follow as long as that heffa know my motto
I know you
the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my self, you
in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my
about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets
U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay
gonna split like that, boy, we gonna need a prenup
Nolan just be playing now, like I'm over it
Call me up another time, digits are online, kid
Give me
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
heads crawlin, too many creeps (crouchin)
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands
alive, my nigga, and we're pursuing it
The money on your head is expired, then we're renewin' it
The plan is not for you to ruin it
The next time I look
family
And they got no cars
Some Tesco's bag on their head
When it's raining family
My family are some money making family
Start behaving family
I turn
The only time he see yo brain is when you givin em top
He shouldn't mind giving you money if you giving em wap
Became a nympho over night, dick had my head
find myself talking my mentality And people just be scared
They find a way to fuck me over
Moral equals that life is not fair
Mothafucka let me say that
Hitler Head surprisingly didn't
Have a zeppelin but, he did have a zip car
Try to catch me while I pass you
You can't see my badass tattoo
I'm too fast
Uhdoy!
Yuh
Shout out my momma
Who fed us
Pops showed the way
So I say that he led us
Smoked over drama
That’s headbuss
Head bust
Best trust
We
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
yo office
Bump this in the whip
Make that motherfuckin' car shake
Onions in the VIP
Smoke a zip by the bar plates
Fuck a nigga bitch every week that's
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger
Way over town, that digs on me
Now, I ain't sayin'
Call lady up
Baby when you coming over
Bend it over with them knees
Put em on the sofa
Deep stroke her
Chitty bang her pretty loafers
We both sweat
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