Lyrics:
was tryna excite ya
Roll blunts back to back
Burn up every night
You can't name a time
That I didn't have your side
Always by ya side
You know Ima ride
honest maid
But if you're inclined to show the way come along don't me delay
Here by the turbary in Sweet Lisbweemore
O what she said I did excuse her
on how they switched up saying it was how I act
Lame ass niggas coming up wit excuses boy just admit you a rat
How can I be mad look at your best friend
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
Illy, and it's all off G.P.s and a PG walk by, beep-beep
Need a freak, skeet, hawk out, big feet on a Jeep
She taught by Weezy F
We be the best, truly
truly wanted to give you my best and I'm sorry
I'm sorry
And I can scream excuses
'Til the blood runs to my face
And I know I don't deserve it
But I
Excuse my ego
But I need my respect.
I've put in work
So there's a need to my flex.
I'm talking about 100
I don't mean nothing less
Excuse my hunger
Don’t let these bars go over your head
I set the bar high, limbo for the best
You said it real quiet, now say it with your chest
If you spend time
showed me more of me
Before I was confused now I can finally see
Sometimes I wake up late
And I ain't trying to speak
Please excuse me baby I'm antisocial
(INFINITY SHIT!)
I come alive in the A.M
Member when I was a yungin excuses went something like can't do what they can
Ain't no invite to the party I
a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck
a tool box, bitch, it's Hammer-time
So excuse me as I nail 'em 'til some fell and
Just repel 'em, I'ma kill 'em
Someone tell 'em I'ma kill 'em
I'm gon'
the nomad and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, always will be.
to start the party right you're probably gonna have to kill me.
I can't be
a few hoods
So excuse the way I say shit
I was raised by a real gangster
Hung around real gangsters
Luckily for me I had my head straight
Still fuck with
on the earth
Who is there that can intercede in His Presence, except by His Permission? He knows what will happen to them (His creatures) in this world, and what
got the means to melt steel
Scraggy young meat call me real lean veal
Best meal since breakfast, I'm a real big deal
Beast from the East, sorta sleazy,
Best times with the thoughts of you
Why go for dessert, when possibilities are endless-dreaming some more of you?
Those people out there, ain’t ready for
happen
Just learn a lesson
Give yourself options
Always choose
The best ones
Surrounded by niggas
Mizal be the best one
Lyrical killa
Wordplay stronger
My name is Jacob and I was born without a mom
Dropped on the earth by angels that kissed the atom bomb
The people all around me just sit around
You gave me language as a gift, I turned it against you
I was stupid, I was young, I was hanged by my Judas tongue
You shouldn't give weapons
[Street Life]
Excuse me gorgeous..
Just maxin' lookin' for hoes you know relaxin'
Met this redbone Jasmine midtown Manhattan
Shot a verb that
Excuse me gorgeous
Just maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing
Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan
Shot a verb, that tranked her
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