Lyrics:
wih my glock
Air Force’s yeah I bought em in two’s
What about the hoes i fuck em in two’s
What about your jays i bought em in two’s
All my shoes
do it, mayne
Now I got new clothes, got new goals, look I ain't even tryin'
I told her many men tryna fuck this hoes like 50 outta town
New goals
like you
First time it's Fuck Me
Then nigga it's fuck you
[Verse 2]
I been bamboozled, too many times with fuckin' lood
Dawg I'm sick and, I'm
insane
Too tuff on this I'm comin' insane
Got too many switches, they hittin' yo brain
Got two tone colors, ain't jackin' no gang
Like K-O-Z crazy, he top
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
won't see me rest in peace
Z he a demon, he just gleece and told me check the piece
Soldier livin' tru forever, paper chasin', get the breesh
I don't
to move units by the volume
Jay z owe me money
Spotify owe me money
Dame mi dinero
Dame dame mi dinero
Well shit
Google owe me money
And Jeff Bezos owe me
hit-it-quick-in-the-car booty
Hold on, bad hoes need to get a raise
Lame niggas tryna get away
But all ya diamonds need to get appraised
You in the way too many nights I
Psychopathic, but the hoes are attracted
Because when I'm on hard, my dick's at least a yard
In the days of old, I was a nut
Now I need at least 3 hoes when I
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
Jay-Z (Shawn Carter)
A prayer is what kept me here, when them bullets cut the air
I fell and I just said a prayer
A prayer's like medicine
It'll heal
artists in my flow, whomst you mightve noticed
Eminem Cole JId, Busta nina B.o.B, Kanye Kendrick B.i.g
Nicki Wayne even Drizzy, Macklemore and oh Jay Z
Ice
pimps too ask Jay Z
Go tell your ghostwriter this is how you do this shit
I made this song in 3 hours, go on and quit
My therapist got me fucked up
I
love with us
How we goin race if you know im in front of you?
I got my wrist in my pot till I'm 22
How many bitches in here?
I see 42
I got two lines in
the dream now
Nobel peace prize, jay z on speed dial
Its the substance within, not the colour of your skin
Are you the puppeteer or the puppet on the string
a loss
Two hours later back in the trap again
Triple Kross
Talkin bout slime business
Whats slattin then
Get it off
Buss down them packs
Them jays
RJ
Ayy, it's too many to choose from, I can't pick (ayy)
I grab two, we dip out and take pics (yeah)
New car and I lose calm, my favorite (ayy)
the hunger growing
Our father take these wings, show me a star that'll make me sing
Change lives like Kanye, Jay-Z, Andre, we can get fly be free by Monday
and African parenting
Go hand and hand
Like peanut butter and sandwiches
And I couldn't blame her
With how low my average went
I was studying Jay Z
Big Boi in the field
Heavy on my name keep my crown on a tilt
Now let me set the scene go start the reel
I've been hated on by many supported by few
Had
to make it rain
JD and Jay Z money ain't a thang
Bad bitch savage let me see that ass
Show me sumthin baby make me wanna throw da chash
She say she diggin
niggas named Paul
To carry your pine box
Marry me ma, not
But here's what you can do to me
Give me good brain, tutor me, uh huh
W-E-E-Z-why Wee
never got found in the alley
Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies
Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50
Benzino shook hands with Eminem
And on the same
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