Lyrics:
really out your bracket
I'm rocking all black magic
Show me some lil nigga
Show me that you dripping
Yeen even matching
Tryna Rob my drip like baskin
He
my index is working my pinky's blinding thangs
I hit em at close range I spit em at most brains
You think you real rich nigga we gonna make some
didn't know it know it would be on me for three long years
But Jesus has a lot for me
He reached out His hand and told me, go for it
I'm having one
me down
Sail on, silver girl, sail on by
Your time has come, and you know you shined
And all your dreams are on their way
But see how they
out and do a couple things
Homie call me on my phone he want to make some plays
I don't have no Time I'm about to get the bang
If you got a problem then
could find in a Westmount house
So he runs through the forest, heart pounding inside
Lord knows he won’t starve for a day in his life
Sometimes you lose
the way
And i know he made a way
Shining bright on a raining day
Bless me up watch me save the day Thank You God for the life you made
Bunch of snakes mane
a party I got it on me it's goin off
Big 30 for yo ass if he think you runnin off
I can rob a bank and I ain't gotta touch that bitch at all
Tap it once it
and ending with them
Thats the thang with these Friends
Know what am saying fam?
Do you feeling me or are you without a plan?
Kofi K blew up like an atomic
light, ah-ah
So in love
Is a dream reality till you wake up
Oh seems to good to be true
He loves me, oh he loves me not
He loves me, oh he loves me
up thrown in a rap
Don't play me with the mind games cos I promise you I'll be playing 'em back
School days I was the weirdo watching Corrie
Hear me roar
Hitting like G.I Joe
And if you thought i was useless
Shannaro!
He thinks he's the best because he has muscles and a D
Well i don't need it,
Pile from pile he goes
Wreckage and ashes of hope that is stored
Time can be your friend by granting him some time again
You all know by now that he's
Me and my niggas tryna run it up
Me and my niggas tryna run it up
Me and my niggas tryna run it up
After you touch six figures fuck a summer up
Me
caught a El now he in the cooler
And now his baby momma suckin on my swerve
And we grown we do what we do
Now take to clothes off let me see you in
the gym I got security at my door
Behind the mic I'll be sleeping on the flow
Just a high feeling like
You uuuu
Youuuuuuuu and me
You uuuu
Youuuuuuuu and me
Nigga reach for my shit, he on front page
She a thot, she wanna come backstage
You ain't fuckin' the guys, go that way (freak)
When I ain't
So I put a checkmark!
On the box
And give it to the Lynx
Who will give it to the spirit
By the name of Robert Sheeman
And he will take
the way shit 'posed to go
Boy, we gon' live by the gun
Take care my son
They look at me, they say, "He one-of-one"
They didn't jump in
Then he wouldn't've
of Winter
Just so right for me
So won't you please
[Chorus]
Put two in the air if you feel like me
Someone who cares feels so freaky
In demand by
of atlantic city, new jersey.
Howard kaylan:
He's making me do this, ladies and gentlemen. I wouldn't do it if it weren't for this. you noticed, all through
that you could get me but you sweating me too close
Caught with the dope dose
Now suckers get toast wondering who you tossed
Cause you feeling
all goes to me!
You're a little stubborn prick always getting into predicaments.
Expecting me to break you out and by now I am sick of it
You come out
He'd never cheat, he'd never lie
He'll love me forever 'til the day that we die
He'll never take me for granted I
Said that too when I was his
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