Lyrics:
call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get
what gun, it ain't my gat
I said it don't matter what gun, it ain't my gat
I said it don't matter what gun, it ain't my gat
Cops is racist, death
blessed
Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah
Got signed up like a nigga protest
If I ain't a pro at it, then a nigga pro effect
Been doing
I'm bothered
Ia m bothered by boys who say they have fathers,
These fathers live in the same home and these fathers don't bother
To check on these
the same
Debo'd my whole plan and drug me right out the game (Who, young man?)
Smart Island chick with a cool little name
I like how it sounds, but I'ma redo
this man around?
Why strike him when he's down?
Just hit him with a hammer and then bite him on his cheek!"
Up stepped an Irish cop
Who said, "This
picking
All the love in the land
If you want me I am your man
Just be by side if you can
Someone to say the phone rang
If it's R.E.D. tell him
Not to call
to switch my route, cause I know these niggas ain't never keep it real
He say he gon' kill me when he see me, so I keep a steel
I know a nigga who'd pop
need
Fuck a blunt you are my Weed
I’m not your ex I’ll never leave
He said that too but I’ll show it
By this time you should know it
Breaking every
Dropped the O-E cause it's just too cold
I get myself some gin instead
And then I stroll
But before I get out the door
The man behind the counter says hey
of Kentucky
She said I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of Herbs' n' Spices
Said
the kid, now they ain't want these verses
Look, if I spend all my time
Doing what they said I couldn't, how could I
Become who I am, who I was is dead
Become
Said a friend to a friend one day:
Was a man who passed away
St.Peter met him at the gate
Pete said: Walk with me if you will
I'll take you
Once upon a time
There lived a boy who'd never age
He spent his time a-writing fire
Hooks upon a page
He chilled with those who chilled and
Weak-ass
somethin'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what
fucking phonies
Can't shake the shade I got demons on me
Feel like Django unchained can't hold me
Rollin through the 6, man it's lookin' dark
Passed by some
writing lyrics every single night
So Buckle up it's bout' to be a long ride
I'm humbled by the ones who say I got too much pride
I'm grateful that I'm
gone, I feel that man's pain
Daddy sat me down and said: "that came with the game"
Shake my head, roll up the window, turnin' up the music
So much
minutes
Nothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentance
Shots fired, another gone, I feel that man's pain
Daddy sat me down and said: "that came
world just like Narnia
I wouldn't do no harm to you
Come on, let's find a quiet spot
How's your sister and your niece? Does she still cry a lot?
Who
her if she had a man she said she ain't worrying about a nigga
I might pull up in a brand new truck that make me look good
Got a new chick with a butt
girl
Knowing you by my side
And a man ain't suppose to cry
But girl you are
The only woman I'll make love to
The reason I come home at night
(Girl you
Muley and little Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats, Tom,
They've been tractored out by the cats."
Then Tom he walked
am
Said that I could change that fuckboy
Into a man
But boy you tripping
That smile on your face
Got me thinking you were different
You were running
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