Lyrics:
I just got drugs for the low
I just got out of some trouble
Can't get drug into some more, so
You can tinker, check the starter
Carborator, switch
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
blood on the money, we savagin'
You can tell by the driver we havin' it, yeah
We took it easy, so don't press your luck
When I feel like squeezin', my
then
In the streets trying master the sweet science of sin
But this game got a whole lot of valleys and very few peaks
The earth will not be inherited by
And you know that it's exotic
I got a lot of issues you don't know
Insecurities - Bought a truck that's like a boat
Insecurities - The prices of my clothes
got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing
just made my first milly sellin' straight dope
Why the fuck am I even rappin' or tryin'
Completely uninspired by niggas constantly lyin'
Feed you shit
down, and die (for love)?
Love is a 4letterword
A strange dichotomy
Sometimes a little
But takes a whole lot of me
Soon as it gets me it's got me
Soon
your car
Fuck when nigga came back
No Covid contact
This niggas they know they in trouble
Fresh then mug
When I walk in the club
Got a whole lot of hugs
Yeah, you know I came up in a small town
Couple trees and a creek we could float down
Ain't much to see when you look around, just farms for miles
that rhyme
I'll be with you in due time
If you really deep these bars poetry and this is art
2021 I'll be the best newcomer by far
Like it was '013 and I
a medallion
Took my girl back to my room so she could ride on my stallion
'Cause a lot of trouble, I'm a real rapscallion (yeah)
She lovin' on my meatballs, she
that’s pulling you down
All in ya face but don’t add to the pot
That’s simple math, I’m subtracting a lot
Multiplying my market, add the youth to the squad
interested she said
(oh I apologies)
I looked deep into her dark brown eyes
I said you ignored me for months on end
Now all of a sudden you wanna be my
Don't think about dessert, I got enough
And a whole lot more to give!
[Chorus: x4]
Glow glow glow
When I turn it up, yeah brotha you know
What's
at your door
I ain't tryna preach, I know you heard about this before
More money, more problems and that's how it just go
Jones, look, more money brings
would develop lots of beef as a tweaker
And all of them was mostly come lookin for me
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin
To rat pack,
didn't see you in no trenches
Ain't no use in you pretending I meant it
Just keep it real
Cause we been outside for the whole time
You tryna cut down your
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
kno they chirpin
Nigga betta stop wit allat purpin for I have ta close ya curtains NIGGA
Niggas thought I was bluffin when I said its bad for you
Rap-A-Lot Records based out in Houston, represents for us
OG style, they cars, ditch that 4 and too much trouble
Our squad is gangsta nigga, put it down for
interested she said
(oh I apologize)
I looked deep into her dark brown eyes
I said you ignored me for months on end
Now all of a sudden you wanna be my
Gang but we live by the codes of Coberas
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope I dope ya, where the pimps are colder
The end is
we live by the codes of Cobras
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope I dope ya, we're in Pensacola
The end is over, Coroner come
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