Lyrics:
call me, you can go to Satan
Go to hell, and I mean that shit literally
You think I give a fuck about a bitch who ain't feelin' me?
Now you wanna fight
easily
Falling to this disease
But God he had different plans for me
I heeded the call and now we
Fighting to further the cause
Was called to abide by
compare to me, I see you getting broker
I am not no Jacquees, but she stay up in my B.E.D
Lil' bitch, she gon' give me some good brain, ain't got no GED
to phone home
And the home phone disconnected
But it's still the only number that I know by heart
I changed zip codes just to get a fresh start
I know you
with they heads ya' see call it it's them or me
I will not play for keeps, was told long ago
The gold beneath they reach
I need a refund, all that we
And i'm ready to bust a head or two or three
Bitch come deal with E - geah
So gang way, as I pump another sucker
and I'm swift as they scared stiff by
own
Poseidon's water took her long ago
Mainwaring in his submarine
Out the portal late at night
A sailor might see a wat'ry light
And if 'e sees it
on the roof I think they call him indlalifa
Got this beat from Blaq Diamond but I was made by your honey
That's my Arsenal I've been hustling since 14 Thierry
up like a surgeon occupation nigga
[R.E.U.]
Maaaaaan you shouldn't give a fuck got some guns load 'em in the pick up truck
call ya' mans pick 'em up
so we chop up
Smoke live long so we bulf up
With some liquor we go light world cup
See your face you don spoil omo baba e sandal be soil
Am so blind am
minerals and those jewels
Because its me, the E on the attack and I'm back with this jack, and
Coming up on some products that I'm lacking
Well I'm that
people skewered and leaks ya fluids
into the streets and sewers, if by chance God sees me do it
Should shoot a big hole down to Hell and lead me to it
the things that I pop
And then a nigga paid his bills from the hottest singles I drop
Last week I got a phone call
And here was my sister’s best friend say
you, yeah your one of a kind
Not a second go by, your always on my mind
Your my joy in the morning, yeah your my sunshine
I gotta keep you next
aight (we aight) I think I live this long, 'cause I live by the gun We with the Outlawz, sippin Henny all night Been goin through that shit since day one
all I got
my own man nobody don't call the shots
you not nowhere close to the top
fuck how long you been on this block
go nigga run ya'self hot
tryna
when somebody leave, Ima always be around
Cus it's bloodline Kings but the crown is all mental
Legacy, fueled by, everything we've been through
a Benz
Everybody grind, everybody eat
I've been on my grind on my two feet
Butterfly doors in a two seat
They teeth finna punch, call it Bruce Lee
giving a fuck and done calling
I got your e-mail, I was done way before then (oh)
Dear Diary, I don't wanna keep shit inside of me
I'd rather just speak
damages
But the six by nines, they can't handle this
I'm twenty-three so I'm far from a young buck
This gin and juice is gettin' me pumped up
Fake
nigga becoming the ghetto E.F. Hutton
Holler ungh!!!!!!! And every fuckin' soldier start stuntin'
Nigga just robbin' and niggas they ridin'
Dressed
to give her all affections that she need
I love baby my name Bad Seed
Call me and I give you what you need in E
But I know fo sure ain't shit open pants
In space
A long time ago
Before the Earth was formed
Comet's searched and tore
Through dark matter poured
Over the small dead rock
Moving orbital
Call me Jordan when I fly
Two fifty onna dash when I drive by
I been in it so long
Think I must of died then the feeling came on ya
I been so alone
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