Lyrics:
of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like it's Maury
Fuck that, you niggas better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
I'm doing it my way
I took the law in my own hands
Here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up
there in Richmond
Before that
Oh, you talking bout my hometown?, yeah
I was born out of Philly grew up in a little silly old town called Cheltenham
It
good on my own
8 yrs old young boy seeing my mama get choked
That changed our family forever
The father son bond broke
Seen his eyes realize he hung
is woman, let the old man be rescued
But the bad shit, run away
Wait, that's just one of them
Say what? as long as a person meets her is no good thing
was beneath it
Where my chi sits and how to release it in ways I see fit
Lookin' back on the journey the map and the story
I the kingdom the power
a aftermath tantrum
Oh my god , interrupted by this hunny, and looking pretty good at that,
She had a letter for
Cap , it said ma critical' was chillin' in
Yeah, this is the story
Of wealth, cash, whips, chips, bitches and blunts
Must be the good life right?
Check this yo
I got a call from my girl
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
the love unconditional
And I'm a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician
Half a politician holding the mic
and have no fear
c sad tale, you will find
The writer, is by name HOSEc
He pours to you, his mind.
-Of insects, does this story speak
In JOEL, yea chapter
Old friends say I'm getting big
Going out to eat that'll make my day
We about to be super seniors, tell that to Monet
Life is good so as vengeance
Don't
purpose and reason, here I am a just taking my season
Take em out a good night and good evening, tongue exercisin' just like a demon', Say AHHHHHH
Ayo Roger
I saw an old friend at the Culpeper Tavern
We drank some wine and we had a good time
We traded stories like any good travelers
But stories of truth
of old Johnny Dhu.
Of all the trades that's goin' the beggin' is the best,
For when a man is tired he can sit down and rest
He can beg for his dinner,
been
For three score or more on this little isle of green
And I'm known from the Liffey from the basement to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of old
I keep God first and I always tried
Everyday I gotta kill this flesh God put good inside of me
I aint never going back to that old man I keep him
Bandito
pull up with the heat oh and I bet I’ll get them out they seat though
Tell em we need more, bottle service by our seats though, my Shawty got
of the story
My worth is not defined
By how many problems I can carry
So no need to worry
It's not the end of the story
Might feel like I'm drowning
But I'll be
at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said "It's good for you"
And then she tied me to the wall
These friends of mine
They didn't then so I let them go
I wish em well I'm my own
I'm writing our story In gold
Growing old that's okay
The love I got for
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
With the love unconditional
I'm a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician
Half a politician holding
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