Lyrics:
Started from the bottom now we ballin
G's in my pocket we ain't slowing
Those who didn't greet me now calling
Started from the bottom now we ballin
you grind strong enough)
You can be a trap star nigga be on TV and keep it G
(If you grind long enough)
You can take care of your nephews and your
probably go on
Pretending everything is fine but that
Phony feeling couldn't be further from truth
When your on your back, in a coffin
Wearing a suit
When
O-M-G
Her body so sexy
And I give her that
Kissy kissy
Smoochy-smoochy
Sex all night long
Hershey Kisses
Got me ready
For something exotic
It
Suck my dick from the back
While I puff this back
Back to the past
We black in Baghdad
All night catch me getting G'd up
Stretch marks on the ass,
Smoking gas, smoking new G
Off a bar, off a Xannie
Smoking gas, smoking new G
Off a bar, off a Xannie
Smoking gas, smoking new G
Off a bar, off
them come play me I been a G
I don't fuck with nobody, are you feeling me?
Choppa go crazy I kill them all
Bitches for certain, I don't need them all
poodles, with a name like
How you gangster, you rock punk valor suits
Toy soldier, your baby got more heart than you
You still with moms, get your shit right
New flow, old flows dodo
Our flow cold, your's so-so
Bars for days, bar raised, pole vault
Suit pop open Slew a knight, suicide, no rope
I'm on some
Took off her pants
You know what I saw?
Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song out to my main homie Mike D
Get on the mic, g-get on the mic
said me too
You hangin' out the window so they can see you
But you ain't hangin' out the window
When you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 like we do
Star
you drop another album in a week
I'm a wolf but I be dressing like a sheep
Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan
Poppin monkeys, popping bottles
and catch a vibe
Bitches is over fine
G's up, stay cheesed up, smoke it then re-up
It takes a lot to keep a crew alive
From counting twenties and fives
Call it puppy love, Curtis and Tisha in the tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
She was pregenant by me once, glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child
your birthday suit when I make it home
So I can uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya'
You want to rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please you
I ain't
hair an' toes on Tuesdays and
Thursdays
Even though I'm livin' wrong, tryin' to get my hustle on
I want you in your birthday suit when I make
Cause I'm a baller that show no shame!
"Young G, about to set the fucking record straight"
Once upon a time, in the place to be
On the darkside
so they're liking my suit
Take 1, Take 1, nah you ain't my day 1
Stepped in the scene yh we only just begun
Why she being long man I'm only having fun
Eh
Plus rien n'est pareil
Les p'tits bâtards ne rendent jamais la pareille
J'dois rentrer le G, j'reviens d'CDG
La douane, j'ai baisé, y'avait
for the real car droppin'
G shit, nigga through the hood's in the S-C
P da R da O da D da E da J da E is me
Comin' [Incomprehensible] I don't think so,
to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I
that? Back again!
What's that? Word! see'mon
A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG
A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG
Jesse James and shot him in the throat
I picked his tongue up out my mail, now I'm outty ho
I'm stressin' it's a fucked up world "G"
I think about
to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so
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