Lyrics:
They ain't think that I could tell a story over trap beats
They ain't think I'd have em rocking vip to nosebleeds
Cop a white gold french bread set
hooked em and you caught em
And when its time to throw em back you tell the line
Atta Girl!
Now everybody hates you
But you just smile and turn your
nigga crimes collar white like a tee
I got some models tryna text me bet they paying a fee
And I'm blowing in ya city bet these niggas know me
I tell 'em
pistol go drop
Never go Mobb
When the 4-4 stop
Will a nigga get mopped
Fo restin' my knot
Tell 'em to get yo grill knocked out
You fuckin' wit
Cause I'm a soldier
No Limit finest
Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up nigga
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me I'ma split 'em
at the viewing, Ty mom crying to him
He hug her, he tell her whoever did this, he gone do 'em
From there it was a silence, she ain't condone violence
But they
the rules
Hotspot at my place with gorgeous ladies by the pool
I'm from a place you stay away from boys in blue
Poser dans un salon bien arrosée je suis
everybody join and sing
Peace and love
Turn to somebody by you send em
Peace and love
And if the haters wanna talk I tell them
Peace and love
Because
Not knowing the disconnect from the father
The next generation will be the real victims
I can't fault 'em really
I remember Amber told my boy no
Yeah
It's ya boy, Clouds
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ridin' thru the city wit my top down
Gotta bad bitch wit me ridin' shotgun
Everybody love me cuz I’m on now
like this because im all that
Thats your bitch she might call back
Thought she was all that
Get em I got em
Boy I do this shit often
Better be cautious
I
[Intro:]
A yo man let that beat drop on em
Yea, oh you know I'm liking that right there
Wats good yall
It's yo boy Lecrae
Some call me crezy
I'm here
clown around, or i’ll go IT boy...
They’ll all float, keep’em drownin’ in these hits boy....
Gho5t:
Dont nobody wanna struggle
Im about
is mine
I walk and I shine in the sublime, gotta ward of all the demons
Outta my thought, they caught, they gone I tell em sit back and wake em
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
or it was second me think me
Na, na, oh
Been was being mean to me know
Take em back if the of throat is share
What tell you "bed back to work"
Gonna he's
the cause
Get a boy down and I'm getting in Ps
I love dripping in sauce
One day, I'm doing up trap
Then I'm doing up stage, still giving 'em raw
Fresh
greeted you, with a knowing smile,
When I saw that girl upon your arm,
I knew she won your heart with a fatal charm.
I said "Soul Boy, let's hit
none of G-A-D-E and Conflict
Load em' up and bust a (?)
Vietnam, we droppin' bomb shit, strapped do draw
Ready to brawl, back against the wall, us
Uh, I got it
Them boys played with them sticks, they was acting
My boy stayed with a stick, we was active
If I stayed in the house, we was stacking
needing somethin' real, It's like you never care when I tell you how I feel
Handle my own problems by myself, I gotta' deal
It's like they don't care unless
Niggaz outchea dying erryday
Young wild luvaz living by the phrase crime pays
See it can be your time any day
So you better grab you some heat
winning
You could tell that a young nigga winning
(Verse 1)
Only 24 check how I’m living,
U can’t even tell I just came from prison, boy Fleet of them
im outta town
I came here by myself but i got 30 rounds
It be all fun and game till them choppas out
Niggas tryna sell the sauce we
Gone box em out
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