Lyrics:
Ain't no need for all them negative vibes, ya feel me
I don't really play but i'm in the game
I'm in the mood to celebrate
I've got the tools
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Lbums.
Dear friend of mine, the weather's fine
Today I saw some ruins of the roman world' decline
And I
Move too quick
We up the tool kit
Straight at ya pumpkin
The tool spit no fuck it tool shit
We get to dumpin
Hahahaha
Move too quick
We up the tool
Dumb ass on snap showing his tool
Dumb ass on snap showing his tool
Dumbass on snap showing his tool
Un un
Dumbass on snap showing his tool
Dumbass
You've got the Tools
That you need to Survive
Black Man I man I know they made it hard
But were created in the image of oUr God
We got by through
a truce (He gon' want it)
Get the pack and ship it off by the afternoon (By the afternoon)
When I'm out in public bitch I gotta keep a tool (I keep a tool
by the tool, die by the tool
Them kinda niggas, gotta keep a few
You know I don't move weight
But If I gotta go back In the game
Man it's just a phone
empire has won
By worshipping the government
And worshipping the gun
Manufacture weapons
Manufacture weapons
Manufacture weapons
Manufacture weapons
Here
Young nigga keep dat tool
Young nigga keep dat tool
Use trap everyday after school
Use trap everyday after school
Young nigga keep dat tool
Young
fuckin wit them same niggaz
When ya getting to the bag gotta move different
Niggaz hatin so I gotta keep the tool with with me
And I don't care if its
Look at me on my new John Deere
Can you tell I'm a man by its smell
Gonna get 5 cans of Ortho napalm
And ride this beast until my ass swells
Look
in love with just one
Just one two
Just one two
Just one two
We gon break out the trap yo
If we make us a map yo
cnd Use our tools
Use our
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey
We're not the same homey
I keep them
On a roll
On a roll
I've been on a roll
Loving you yea, it took its tool
On a roll
On a roll
I've been on a roll
Loving you yea, it took its tool
My
trappin' by my old school
But now I'm makin' hit's off of Pro Tools
(off of Pro Tools)
Found out I took yo' bitch
But that's old news
Now a nigga up, she
through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up up out his shoes and socks
Child of the king, no question
Two stepping in all of his blessings
I got the tools
I got the weapons
Don't try me
Child of the king
Yh
Child
By no means am I glorifying this life! Miami Stand up!
I ride round like a vet
Whip move like a jet
Keep a tool on deck boy I'm tellin ya
A who
she need a tool man
There's a problem that need fixing
So i leave the same time
When i reach down by she
I realize that my main tool missing
I say
as hell
Beauty's our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It's okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit
as hell
Beauty's our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It's okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit
phone and a tool with it
I'm bout that bruh I'm too with it
Aye Uh
Hop out of the coupe with it
Drop top, out the roof with it
Bad girls and they too with
feelings
Now everybody can see that
She was strippin' all down the pole
What am I supposed to do
Already tried to call her once
Should I make this this tool
the mist as
We travel by the twilight
Got tools for the tools
I guess t it's die time
Moving by the moon
We bring terror in the twilight
A shadow in
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