Lyrics:
96.7 was playing a song called animals by Martin Garrix it was amazing
He told his mom to turn it up that nigga was going crazy
And when the song was
brought us together when it could've tore us apart
Mom still ain't good, she misses you, she thinks 'bout you daily
We got a dog after you passed and she
Looking for my
Tifa
6 In the morning
Whistling softly
She knows I'm super busy
So she think she gonna boss me
7 On the dot and she's making Her coffee
She
it's nothing, did 7 tapes in 3 summers
Only worried bout' commas, not drama, I put that shit on my momma
Lotta boys steady worried bout' clout, they must
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
part of the game
You know what I'm saying
Hey hey
Used to rock gold in my teeth
Tsugi Shinsei's on my feet
This is a Carti type beat
Seven a copy cat
Show the world you're no clown
Everybody wise up!
Say you got an "I","T"
Followed by apostrophe, "s"
Now what does that mean?
You would not use "it's"
since I was seven
Shorty fine, but I'm fucking on her best friend
Lessons, you're going to learn lessons on the West End
Glock 19, rock designer like I'm
Let's pray
For all the things that we been through
Sunshine and rain to
Forces be with you
Let's pray
Can we get it together
Will it ever get better
Sermon, learn my name
(Love is) - When I come through your spot
With no security guards, just me and the Squad, uhh
I got love, a cat got checked by
second)
I promise
I'll be home be home by the weekend
(By the weekend)
I'm sorry I kept you on the deep end
(In the deep end)
The deep end
(In the deep end)
But our bond is here and it will forever stay
Been together since that zero seven twenty eight
Never mark the calender's cause I know the date
I have it
dung pon yuh knees gyal
Gyal mek yuh batty clap like ah money machine
From di back mi gih yuh 9 like ah M16
Stuck together like 2 dawgs inna heat
7 days
span
If I was there, I'd be sparking way more than a light, man
But if we shine em' all, together we can run them off
Gonna hardslide on everyone he
a mothafuckin', second line
Been bout it, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme
No limit chain around my neck, so check, and respect
this bitch jumpin, like a muthafuckin', second line,
Been bout it, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme.
No limit chain around
this bitch jumpin, like a muthafuckin', second line,
Been bout it, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme.
No limit chain around
out, check him out, check him out, check him out
With the beat I'm gonna rock the house!
Now this is the second part of this lesson
I'm sayin' it
before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven
before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven
How you get another chance tomorrow?
I don't hustle like that
I hustle like there's
There's not a second left
You know there's tomorrow
I'm
much pussy to be a youtube rapper
Shoot you actors, rap with a way
Who loot captures with a Jim crew master
Doo-doo blast your rock with the K
and some tweaks huh
Flying by Lex, with the fellas, check the status huh, done released a song
Already got it off the checklist, huh
You stay hatin', but
unstainable
I chew rocks
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
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