Lyrics:
attire Suit me well never lived in a lie
Who the fuck go work just to say that they getting by
Bet not give up on yourself that's for those that do apply
release with, uh, that being the case
I want to make music that is more fully me
And I've found that with this next project that I've been working on
Um, I
Cold sweats, every second, we under pressure to understand it
Jamming some Project Pat I'm project planning
Play my cards right, blow the spot up like
the oil in me
Worth a lot it's royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a black oiler see
Skin Black
That's the oil in me
a vision 'spite I got glasses and I can't see well
And I hope, that you know
You ain't part of the project
Any less, manifest, trusting on the process
I'm bout' this cheese, fuck the fame, you can go to hell
With that shit, got's to get what I can, back on these bricks
Project Pat, suicidal
I'm bout' this cheese, fuck the fame, you can go to hell
With that shit, got's to get what I can, back on these bricks
Project Pat, suicidal
a beretta
Need y'all to run it back, boo, where the dollars at?
When I'm off that liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat
Bitch, you really, really wack,
Priestess
Gone scream my name
Out this world
Like et
They see me
Up In the Milky Way
Try to imitate
What my pencil say
They gone get erased
(Chorus
to the projects with me
I hold it down and I mean all the way down
Don't under estimate the three that you see
That all i know can't take the hood outta me
Cause
all night yo
We gonna drink some beers, we gonna smoke some tequila hoe
Baby, let me see you dance, real lately
You know you like that like that
my n**** Goola and Project Pat
This for Lil' Mel off the BL
For Titus and Timmy, I aint seen em' in a minute
This for my n**** Gator on the purple
a hit
Or grab my pistol grip and take care my business
Cause they don't know who they fuckin' with
Call my nigga Project Pat cause I know he got my
Say Girl Project 2000
This Nigga
For you . . .U heard Me
J.D & Project huh
Chorus: repeat 3x
Ooh Shit girl
you on Fire
Let This Cold boy
Straight
got da ghost of Jeffrey Dona with me
[Chorus]
Suckas wanna see me fall fall like a ton of bricks
It'll never happen dog Project Pat'll play it
Call me a class clown
See me I'm the cash cow
I'mma act proud
They want me back now
They throw me down on the mat, they tell me tap out
Can't look
don't wanna see me make it
Ouaiiiisss You rather see me in These projects Drug dealing
Going back to catching cases
Gunshots
Chopsticks
Memorials
Profit
Projects
Conflict
Retaliation
Logic
Peers pressure
Get influenced
Gang bang
Pulpits
Gunshots
Chopsticks
and my energy
Mean that by any means
Can't let them haters come around and be the end of me
Especially right now because
Now I'm back like this
Pat on my
Lemme see you bounce that, shake that, clap clap, gimme that
Round of applause let's go little kitty kat
Rock rock drop it down low make it pitty pat
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
endz
Playin' no games, ya hear me?
ya hear me?, ya hear me?
yeah, niggas like, Triple 6
DJ Paul, Juicy J, (breathes and hisses)
Gangsta Boo, Project Pat
they're tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now
Trust me, you're gonna see me next time
Dun kno you're gonna see me get by
Always putting me
you're not feeling proud
But chip away day by day and you will find your sound
There's more I need to tell you, I don't wanna see you fall
Not tryna scare
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