Lyrics:
Pull up to the dojo with a handful of doja
Rolled up. Man I told you, I'm militant with it like a soldier
I need the money in my pocket so thick it
outta line 'cause ain't nobody takin' accountability
Uh, so fuck it, I'ma count up in this Bentley
Mmm, have some bitches with me, mmm, have the liquor
yesterday it rained
"So he went down to the liquor store
"And by noon he felt no pain
"I came in an hour late then I let his supper burn
"Well he hit
tryna hit the right notes
In society filled by white dopes
Born with a skin
That has been suit and tied to brutalize
I just wanna take it
And utilize it
and the magician
Now I see we're in the boat in two by twos
Only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
And the very close quarters are hard to get used
the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas
Throw your hands up in the air
Cross your ring and middle finger
This time
Playing for keeps
No time to sleep
When I speak
The game on frozen
Legends
the Nike Js
These days I want the Ye though
But what would it matter if I cannot get in
Through their headphones
Fela, these days man the jungle's not really
well, why they always hating When I'm just trying to make my name
I'm playing by my own rules Got ice up in my veins
Never giving up Cause I'm feeding off
a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
Fuck her in the throat
Keep
Shoot him, can't shoot her, knowing if you shoot her
All of your longtime life and love is gone forever
By the time you make it up in your mind for
pretend til the liquor kicking in
Then act stupid, do some things we might regret
Shit you might regret but me i probably might forget to text back
They
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
Lockin' up the damn streets real nigga
Get 'em gone with the liquor scene
Now they slippin' point blank
Get the picture G
Cut the mike, acapella on them
in bank accounts with apostrophes
Then spill it back
That is not fact but run it back on the track, it's a wise hypothesis
Don't ever cross me, Not
entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood and the smoke cause they came for no pity
I bloody cut chop up they shell goes
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
There's a gap in the world
Only love can fill
And we can bridge that gap
If we have the will
No it won't be easy
We'll need help from above
There's a line that is drawn
In spiritual sand
A line that is unseen
By eyes of mortal man
A line of salvation
That everyone should cross
Cause
marry you
I love they way you look in my eyes
Might put that ring on your hand
They say you may kiss the bride
Know I done tried
My soul done died my
As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
Someone
As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
Someone
baby can I scoop for you
Scoopy mama you drive me wild
Scoopy honey in the latest style
Come on baby can I scoop you
All three bottle of liquor four
bitch, cause' the last one ain't hold me down
Tic-tac-toe, cross out three in a row
First day out the door with the strap, he like here we go
Sold
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