Lyrics:
I'm pouring out this metaphorical 40
Taking time to acknowledge the things that weren't meant for me
Surely there are people in my life who aren't
money
Ballas, get up
You know nem hoe
When it enter that mouth,
Ready for a download
Do it like R. Kelly on the down low
I've seen it, done it,
life fly by so fast so damn fast
So baby let's make it last make it last
I got sauce on my t shirt
We all some players and you watching from
mind your business
I'm a connoisseur better check my monitor
Had it all from the dirt
I was groomed by the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was
clubs at
Man i ain't even trying
To hear all that
I'm trying to get my life
Put it on
With this
Music
Get my life
Put it on
With this
Music
Get my life
than shit where the hell is my health
Startin' to feel like Makavelli myself
Watch I put that motherfuckin' MAC 11 to your scalp
Yes, my Maybach I
and tight, yeah
Time for you to slide right in
You know I like my kisses by my waistline (down low)
Put your head between my legs and give me face time
the losers, i call it fools treasure
I been clever, can't play me for no sucka
Getting love from both my baby mothers
Women are vital, they the ones who keep
some shrooms and now I'm on a trip
I know y'all are waiting for my return home
My life is not a game I'll throw you into the inferno
By Dante and one
this nigga tryna be funny
Tuh, the fuck? I can't fuckin' fit
I'm not R. Kelly, don't touch kids, I'm tryna touch a brick
I'm not talkin' gang shit
a tool on deck, niggas know I keep a Mac
Carry N.O. on my back, young Nola fresh to death, fresh to death
With a jean jacket, young Nola keep a ratchet
Put
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Burn it up
Girl make it hot like the roof is on fire
Burn it up
Girl the way you dance you are my one desire
Come on
So hot
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Burn it up
Girl make it hot like the roof is on fire
Burn it up
Girl the way you dance you are my one desire
Come on
So hot
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
Now we sleep all day and party all night
I'm picking up my homie from the what, Northside
Tommys on my shirt, and nike's on my shoes
We rollin in
button on my shirt
Safety comes first, so everybody Rehearse
Are you coming to work, for the better or for the worse
I rather ride on a Harley than ride
Hopped in my bag on these niggas now I'm shitting on em
Feel like R Kelly to the world yeah I'm pissing on em
Addicted to this rap shit nigga like
Yeah, hey
Pool in my eyes, as you beg I testify that
I hate being alone, but you finally got me out my zone
I know and I miss you
Know when I'm
(My Christmas love letter)
Sleigh bells, sweet dreams
Kids are sleep, you and me
Wrap the gifts I can't wait til morning
'Cause, this moment's
sexy and she test me
Don't be upset G cuz you might catch me
Tryin' to catch a glance up her skirt
Put my plan in reverse
If I see her and I like her
my office
You go tell your friends, you're honest
That's why all your friends are on
You know you made me a promise
We're not in this for commitment
struggling
Picked up the bag started hustling
Glock 19 with a dick on it
R Kelly get pissed on
Fuck all them hoes who had said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they
Dinner date with your high school boyfriend
You can tell by his eyes that he's drank too much
I guess he's looking alright
But he's grabbing
Okay I'm putting in work, it'd hurt if I'm under
I'm hotter than a long sleeve shirt in the summer
Man I'm coming in first, so they calling my
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