Lyrics:
realized that I did not want to fall
But when you're on the way down
No one's there to make a sound
It's kinda peaceful, I guess
But by the time you hit
Trim the fat, scrape the gristle
Meyhem Lauren will make your family miss you
I'll gladly press the trigger button
If you press an issue
Whether it's
for life, I'm tryna decide
I might hit her tonight, get the girl right
I give her the pipe, the way that she like
I beat it like Michael Jackson she
Tattoos
Man some people fade away
I just take it day by day
And hope my friends don't waste away
I don't wanna lose my people right now
That's every
hella t'd overseas, yelling where the cream, we ain't pleased by ya double d's bitch
Ed & edd and me
Nigga i'd be double d
Smartest on the scene
W a black
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
Michael Myers human turned straight menace
Dennis smith balling up in Dallas But still do it for the Ville and shit
Finished college not brain washed
See
curious to know
how you, how you gonna approach the next shit?"
Say it's the same way I always do, not givin' a fuck
Million dollar maker, not a faker,
with no common sense
Hip hop started in the west
Ice cube bailing through the east without a vest
[W.C]
Now as I look to my riznight and to my left
on Coachella
It's the youngest repping straight out Dallas Texas
Miss me w that hoe shit out in Cabo just coasting
Took a loss but I'm floating
With out family
I'm going nutty at the party when I Bring my smith a Wesson
Drinking Malibu im checking out
And I'm Rocking black Air Forces so You better blow
Music: Michael B. & di Lorenzo
Lyrics: Michael B., di Lorenzo & Pete Smith
Verse 1
You're part of some heaven, but you're feeling like hell.
like James Lebron
True world of snakes and ladders, I can't go like Michael Jackson
Couple niggas like myself, the hustle made us miss the prom
Shout out
i’ve been hard on myself, money stop flowing that’s when things got really ruff
It all started off with laughing then
Hard grind mix w hard times
Would
Yeah, ugh
Duh-nuh-nuh
Mm, yeah
Dear miss mechanic I've been fiendin' for your kiss
Just a broken hearted junky can you give me a fix?
It's trailer
*sung by Otis & Shug*
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Said I`m gonna get so
on everybody let's all get down
'Cause I'm down by law and I know my way around
your step
My brother flashy, but I'm laid back, out the way we sound like BMF
Damn i miss yo bitch, the way she suck my dick, I swear that she the best
on me
By 21 I was back w my cousin
Everything that he had he would share w me
So the day that he died
Changed me forever
I miss how my nigga was here for
with no common sense
Hip hop started in the west
Ice cube bailing through the east without a vest
[W.C]
Now as I look to my riznight and to my left
doesn't show
You don't love me, you say that you miss me, you say that you do wanna hold me baby
The way that I'm feeling right now might just whack
electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..
to get
Rushed past and then I have
To miss the bus to catch the
Next one in line at last if I get the cash
Maybe I can get a car or maybe I could
Get
way from school, they sat in the principal's office
I can't miss the streets in the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel
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