Lyrics:
grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
By the mac one-double, I
'm on my way
Hey mama, all around the town they're sayin'
"He's goin' down, Lord have mercy"
I'm country rich, no budget
Got to get paid
Hey daddy, all
an army[02:00.73]I did a bunch of bath salts, and now I'm goin' crazy[02:03.85]Spiced up some formula, and fed it to a baby[02:06.84]I'm headed to Dunkin', but I ain't
my phone, when I'm out ona road
Asking me when I get home
(Aye, when you get home?)
But she knowing me, when I snap on the beat (What?)
No way I
to the brain
Will I survive or will I die is what I wonder
Puffin on blunts and gettin drunk to keep from goin under
Gettin lost in the madness, blunted
a bag but you know, we all in
Never goin' broke, gotta always keep it stackin
Always hittin' licks, never gonna go home empty-handed
I earned my shit, I
thugs at the club, and they got the nines showin
Dirty pimpin g's, one of my dreams, player now listen
Lotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in
jabbin'
The bitch was sweatin', but I guess she wasn't bothered
'Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"
I started bangin', I was
from down home.
This young man has never been north before.
I want you to listen to me, I got something to tell
You.
He heard about Chicago.
He
ever heard in your life.
I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb
Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb
In memory of the Mac
Neiman's with the pieces, they're approving all the cards
I'm that nigga and I never thought I'll ever take it far
I be shooting for the stars
Legs all on my
feels like the dreams will die with you today
But the truth is they're all still here, and you ain't
Purple Gang, you gotta keep pressin' on
Don't ever
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
Billions. But I still, haven't received my
Billions. Tell Nickelodeon I need my Billions
Ooo Ah Ooo Ah yuh yuh yuh yuh
I got all the power on earth.
I stood
out
Who I'm takin' home tonight
Pls tell me it'll be you
You and your twin
Goin for a ride
(Goin' for a ride!)
I'm tryna figure out
Who's who at Bijou
red-stained clouds
And with a vision blurred, future interred, and can't pan out
Got my hands out, begging for a chance to stand out
But I don't have
when
Y'all niggas in the room
('Cause y'all pussy)
I will squeeze and clap (C'mon)
But I'll never discuss cheese with rats
(Nigga) i'm the pallbearer
They're goin' around
And they're handin' it over, handin' it over
We all have been to the still place [???]
We all have learned the lightness
I carry
They're goin' around
And they're handin' it over, handin' it over
We all have been to the still place [???]
We all have learned the lightness
I carry
They're goin' around
And they're handin' it over, handin' it over
We all have been to the still place [???]
We all have learned the lightness
I carry
I don't eat no ham n' eggs
Cuz they're high in cholesterol
Ay yo, Phife do you eat em?
(No, Tip do you eat em?)
Uh uh, not at all (Again)
I don't eat
that I'm bringing
The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do
I keep the people cheerin', because of what they hearin'
Movin' and groovin',
be tough for you, holding all that shit inside
Let's do some shit we won't remember
We'll be great pretenders
One more and then I'm goin' home
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