Lyrics:
What they really want from us ?
Where I'm at is treacherous
They wanna take it all from us
Please don't get involved with us
More, money more
leaving this shit in the dirt
After he came from a church
Riding a hearse, Curry the Killer, the curse
Putting my dick in her skirt
Making her squirt 'cause
heavy from drinking
Where the sad, silent song made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window as he talked
heavy from drinking
Where the sad, silent song made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window as he talked
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your
quit
(And the next thing I know
Something came crawling up from below
Something that made Godzilla look like a blamed-)
And I don't quit, won't
definitely my daddy's son, it's no denyin'
I used to run from my last name
I was mortified of being that nigga that live off a nigga at twenty-five
So I
the point where I only drink coffee if there is in also some Baileys
Foot on the gas
Going through this storm step by step
Mess in my head
I can't avoid
I was once some mother's darlin'
Some daddy's little girl
More precious than the ruby
More cherished than the pearl
My heart was full of mercy
tryna get out the hood
Only had wishful thinking
Healing the hard times
Had struggling battles
That kept me all rattled
No matter what lessons I came by
niggas keep playin'. Chopper on my hitter, he sprayin
Leave him on the street where he layin', lookin' like a piece of the pavement
Started from
that it is now. It was still being built out. So I was able to sleep in areas covered in scaffolding, where there would be no one to see me. I would find
Feelin like gunna i came up from under
Ice on my wrist cost up north from 100
You pull out your gat but bro i am no runner
My wrist says high noon
at it and do it
With sweat leaking from the outline of your soluid
Don't understand the point that you at
Or how the hell you came to it?
Flashback
a man's still a man if you know what I'm talkin' about
Well, I walked into the Cadillac bar and I laid my cash down
I said "there's plenty more where
to just play ball,
But as time when by, my ball partners they started to fall,
But I was taught by the G from that old school,
As I got older, the old
Challenge your thinking get a better form-ula
At getting more mulla, i'm betting on you that
You can be more cooler, without selling your soul
Instead gaining
here's the truth
Think about where you came from, think about what you've done
It turned you into a tame one, it turned you into a gun
Links are absurd,
and his vision was bent
His men deserted him and onward he went
He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart
"meet me by the gates"
War ready, war ready, stay scheming
Skinny nigga, pot belly, stay eating
Break bread, I do more than break even
I ain't following
as cold as the winter. When she entered your heart it felt like a painful splinter; more in fact like that rat, because she was master of her craft.
Her
the start
And we came from the bottom but look where we are
(ln love with the thrill
I love how it feel
Cop a bentayga
I need me a mansion that's up in
and the breadth of China
On a horse that he grew himself
From the bark of a tree on mainland China
And he had a time yes he had the time of his life in China
He
Yeah,Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Like confetti there's money in the air
You talkin' bout money tell me where
Yeezy 700 need a pair
Turn
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