Lyrics:
'm throwin a shot back
Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat
Yeah I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back
Open the mac's mouth and black out
her back up on a pillow
Five minutes later I'm bailin'
Out the hoes-pital
On my way to the liquor store
The first thing I grab is
Some skins and a 4-0
another load
You put your trust into your niggas, I put trust into my poles
My 4-5 kickin' like it's soccer
Shoot my shot, then I scream go
Put this beam
real and never lie
Never need a bitch she need me i'd never tried
Four by Four Benz truck on the ride
Playing with my money that's straight suicide
to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolve
With no warning signs, cause yo, my man took 5
Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready
any one of my whips
Ever need proof, I got all of my slips
Niggas ain't moving by the code, get dipped
Get back, clip, bust a piece lip
Ah, good
by double digits
I gotta do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm trying my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried myself to sleep
I always came back busting rhymes that were special
Back then, I wanted to impress you by addressing the truth
Nowadays, I'm just confessing in
crawls then they walk before you know it
There driven away
As your staring at the tail lights you can feel life passing you by
It goes zero to sixty in
since ever since
Need one that's heaven sent (Ohh)
To weather these elements
That made me a better man
Survivor by heritage
Destiny Child I got
I miss my bros
Miss all my Migos
Block didn't had no heroes
Prof just came
With a bunch of zeros
Flew them pack
Imma work for kilos
Shawty just came
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
slidin' by my V cut
Rich and Link, red minks, Bentleys, old beamers, two heaters, nigga
If I'm breaking bread with you, you my friend (you my friend)
die for nothin and not react
The way we spit on this track is how we bustin back
[Common]
Yo i pimp slap 5-0
Get behind them and make the marks drive
The Bentley wag bulletproof like a brinks truck
C.b.l, we don't care what ya homies sell
Rubberband around the stacks like a ponytail
I could meet a hoe
brains before you give me a case
Got the .40 by my dick I keep on pissin' on the hammer
When they talkin' slick I double back with that banana
High
Locking up innocent cuz our governments shoddy
5.0 only in hot pursuit of my body
China acting naughty while wearing
Versace i fucks with the tai chi but
was drivin Off in a bentley yea just give me
One good reason why i cant live
Life like the five seasons
Yung boss ughh youngest of five
Shit barely
And whether you believe it or not, you see us,
So So Def make y'all true believers,
My whole entourage keep it top notch evidently,
We push V's from Bentley
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
Cruising down the back road caught a glimpse of the Five-0
My heart drop
My heart stop
I don't want to die today
Please don't take my life away
No
my back
That bitch put 50 in her titties
The FBI watching
And I really think it's silly
I got my old girl a cab
And my new bitch a Bentley
Okay I wake
grázl na rohu
Taky by už chtěli Bentley, Fendi, AP, taky by rádi nahoru
Na ulici mě chtěli podělat tři lidi v hudebním průmyslu, tři sta
Od doby, co
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