Lyrics:
you don’t even know the half of it man
I said bruh theses niggas hate me because of my grind
Bro they don’t hate me cuz the dislike what i do
They hate
punchline, get cracked, Bo Jack, better run boy
Just hang ya mic up (but why?) we in different leagues, I'm king, you're fun size
Dark Knight, it's the long
be cunch
SJ got half the 9 on a shank
Startin' to feel like a TBT
So I give my young guys the four-by-four
Tell them, "Go the L," not 3X3
They
for half a pit - he got knocked
He on lock still controllin' the spot from Comstock
Pop pulled up in the CL5, surprisin' Caine
His man just got
This motherfucker, man, just won't shut up, will you?
Talkin' about I owe him
Bitch, you owe me
I'm promotin' you right now
Yo, let's put
man
Cheese-eater
I don't fuck around with pork, you hear me?
I'm half-Muslim, you already know
Boy, where they do that at
That part hurt your feelings
or the half hearted (Nah)
How many man are just departed?
Man ah give a boy a side parting
When this 9's clarting
Where I'm from they kill you it’s
The curse
messin' round with another man's wife
But other than that we ain't nothing but good ol' boys
Threw my my boss out the window and got fired from my last
too much though
I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, 'howdy friend'
I guess there's just us two
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was
diamonds dancing on my wrist and neck, I'm really lit
Found out that my nigga ain't my nigga, man, that boy a snitch (ho, ho)
That shit lame as hell,
man
That boy smokin' on some reggie, he the boof man
I been good, yeah, but all my bitches bad
How he sayin' he won't smoke, he can't even take a dab
to be a killer (New York Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
You ain't hungry
Matter of fact I don't want you in my
me
As long as my father's beside me
I'm still a boy I'm not yet a man
In that case then you can call me Peter Pan
And honestly I don't really have
Strip
Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine
Blow a half a zip by the Hollywood sign
Scotty once said "It gets better with time"
Eastside Long Beach but
a spliff on a hypogriff
High wizardry
Bumpin fists with my Slytherins
Fly wizardry
Let's drink up to all the boys that didn't make it
Cedric Diggory
with this
Hang man with the letters, I turn to shit to an ornament
The drop off large, departures from true artistry
Like who got bars, who painting they
What ever happened to sad songs and waltzes
What ever happened to George Jones
What ever happened to Jolene stealing our man
Instead of sleeping with
head, egg roll
I am so sick I might get sent home
George Michael flow, I’m a human metronome
I just tap my toe and with that I’m set to go
Sometimes I
zero
Yes the boys are back at it
Come holler at us, the boys are back at it
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, yo, these girls told you I'm the man right? (right?)
Well
the bullet
I am the one who is willing to do what has to be done
Hand me the gun
I'll snap my fingers
Bring it down to half
I'll play a Thanos
Ain't got no
or be a man a forget it
I know I said a lot stupid shit but do I regret it
Nah, y'all can kiss the cheeks of my ass if offended
I'm gettin' sick of these
Lesson one my man, go on and do what you do
And you need to get the rifle or you worried bout two
Cause I'm hated by many, and loved by few
But I kill down
still like to pretend
That I could be your man
Just tell me when
I’ll show you
I’ll go buy new clothes
Walk real slow by you and your hoe so he knows
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