Lyrics:
planned or not by your mum
He chose you
And that's why he sent his Son
So boy don't run, girl don't run, come!
I'll be in the inner sanctum with zero mandem
goodnight
Wake up hop a lil flight, that's that shit that I like
Got it on my lonesome, my niggas on sumn
I don't pick my phone up, y'all niggas want sumn
Nigga why you actin' like a ho?
Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go
Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time
When you tell me you
dick through the carpet and tickled me more
Pocket full of cum and I might throw it on a heater
Cum burns in my lungs, lil' baby take a breather, ayy
bitches
Get 44 stitches if you fucking with my Mrs
You know time is money keep my riches in this wristwatch
Kick off rolling through the green I'm a big
It's Mr fuck your shawdy
So disrespectful
Fuck all y'all hoes
I don't fuck with nobody
Y'all pussy niggas don't got nothing on me
What I got on me is non
It's Mr fuck your shawdy
So disrespectful
Fuck all y'all hoes
I don't fuck with nobody
Y'all pussy niggas don't got nothing on me
What I got on me is non
this pain inside my heart ain't come from enemies
I got no sympathy for niggas can't b mr t
How you gone leave and turn your back like you was sick of me
us into debates
Little by little I get a lil old
Heat from the dome but the flow is too cold
Not one of them ones who be selling they soul
You ain't
and fucking blaze it
Ima Kanas City Chief the blunt
And make a granny face it
Fat bitch tried to steal my In and Out
I wouldn't let her taste it
Lil bro went
'cause I'm traumatized
Plus the police wanna kill a nigga, I wonder why?
Bulletproof lack when I'm comin' by (ayy)
Ain't no savin' 'em boys, I'ma still
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
and Mr. Shakur
Older I get probably why I'm missing em more
Cause the shit we hearing now, then we would've ignored it
Wouldn't have wrote it and damn sure
Yo, I'm 'bout to hit you with this ya'meen
On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in
Ya'meen? Yeah, yeah, yo
How should I get it
paparazzi
I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor
We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data
I repay a major situation across town,
Mr Banana is a hairy dude
With his yellow hat and coat
Pushing bananas in the crowdy streets of the city
Why he's not in prison?
Well, how can you
friends
Mr. Serv-On:
Have you ever tried to count every raindrop
before it hit the ground probably not better yet
count every love one or friend that
need for them to get excited
They're just mad because they're not invited
(It's all in Mr. Magic's Wand)
[ Ecstacy ]
Oh see, now I understand what
at all a star was born
And I think he owes it all to his Magic Wand
[ Ecstacy (& Jalil) ]
Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
(And by
I was down bad
Yeah the trap was slow
But some days it be rolling
Me and lil stro got some motion
Put em on game like a coach
Do you know why I throw
Uhh, and I go, and I go
"You know daddy's home."
Peace peace y'all, don't eat grease y'all, huh
A Brooklyn nigga representin the East y'all, come
the odds like it messing my black
Messy lil place but my city my spot
Lv the sound we got genres we pop
I'm a hero for cash gimme guap let it rock
Hey did
know you tired, need to tell his broke ass "get packing"
He ain't getting money, I could tell by how that lil' ten had him reacting
I'm the nigga
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