Lyrics:
of these niggaz guns right here boy!
It's goin down!
[Chorus: x2]
I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em
I showed 'em I showed 'em I
headed for next year
But then you disappear
As soon as the checks clear
You lash out at the poor
And tell em to give you more
Sell everything off
for
the world)
Aha, I got a story to tell (All around the world)
Check it out, c'mon
Chorus
What do you mean, John 3 16?
For God so loved the world, every man
the vibe everywhere we go
Yeah bring the vibes
Yeah let it fly
Ay you go high or low I'm letting you decide (ay)
Yeah getting by
Yeah in a bind
Yeah used
when we slide get out the way
Know im comin for dat drop man i aint got no time to waste
See that 12 is riding by you know well take em on a chase
I murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who want to mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with
tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who want to mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's mean
Yellow Flower
Fly High
Let her fly
Yellow Flower
Fly High
Let her fly
Tell me you get the message
Tell me you get the message
I'm telling you baby
that pedal then I blow by
These boys ain't got no life
I can't live that low life
Ima do what I want
Late night to the sun
Never putting on a front
know what they know, thinking they better, boy you just better keep wishing
Tell em keep up
Ima keep working you know that's a must
Ima just pile up my
[Verse 1: Cam'Ron]
When I cook up that coke I'm like (Woo Hoo)
And when the feens taste it (Woo Hoo)
You know the lace it and base it
Tell em
Yo!
Who's the one you say hi to now
The one you never wanna say bye to now
The one you forever get high to now
Who's fly too, now? I'm high too now
alive, by keepin y'all sayin I'm fly
Right, right? (TRUE!) Word bond man, really tho'
I never mess with silly hoes, just chicks with brains
"At your
Too late, won't make it, I'ma tell 'em (yeah)
Get you naked, but I won't tell 'em (woo)
'Cause you know that there's no
One better, boy, no one
can't control
God rest his soul that boy was young
Somebody took him off this earth
Light up candles, fly balloons
And put his picture on a shirt
Family
Well I'm sittin' on my lunch break, grinnin' my teeth
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid
Circle small so I don't got no room
It's only the family when I'm coming through
Boy I'm sharp as a needle
But fly like a eagle
I keep desert eagles
bars are what they dread
Blue bottom kicks turn em red (Blood)
If you talk against the gang boy you boutta end up dead
J-Bone pulled up for some bars
a nigga up in the box
And send 'em to his folks, his bloods
His kin the drama it don't end, bust a gun
Bust a nigga's face open with the hand
Tell 'em go
Blow they mind, touch the sky, keep it 100, why lie?
All about the Benjamin's, my ambition still on the rise
Tell em' shh be quiet, please don't let
take the red and tha, red and tha
Put in tha yellow, they thought that my ass on Kahoot
Bending the rules
They tryna take it, I told em "boy what you
the gut, stunt if you want
Play if you may, try if you like to fly
I put wings on you, and shoot you out the sky
Niggas scared of money
See the chrome
on your lips
You can tell I'm grinding by my wrist
Anything can happen cause a broke man is an optimist
Well tell them I'll be waiting in suspense
I got
flashin'
She amazed by the jewels and the fashion
I pull up, got two bad bitches with me
Let 'em suck on my neck, but no hickeys
My dude came with the pole,
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