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'Cause of the ruby rose two-tone
Or switch it to the one I call "R.I.P. Nipsey"
'Cause I swear to God the bezel got sixty of them blue stones
the contracts, he don't even show it to me
I don't have to second-guess nothing with no one I love
'Bout to build a second guest house 'cause we growing too much
even show it to me
I don't have to second-guess nothing with no one I love
'Bout to build a second guest house 'cause we growing too much
Think I
That I gotta finesse with (look, yeah)
'Cause they want me to lose, that ain't part of the rules
I be tryin' so hard not to move reckless
We off
on you
I'm stuck on pussy and yours is right
Rip ridin' the poles and them doors is tight
And I'ma get me a shot 'fo the end of the night
'Cause pussy
talk
Got sticks, got racks, no pool balls
Don't think I won't shoot 'cause I'm a superstar
I could shoot for the stars, hit a shooting star
I could
'cause they comin' out New York
I ain't get a call from you when my mom was in the morgue
Or a nigga needed money, so how the fuck is you my dog?
Got
man
Flickin' Starter coats, man
Man, you don't know, man
We don't care what people say
This is for my niggas outside all winter
'Cause this
my defense, I said
It's fun having fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it
in my way
'Cause I'm a-walkin' out the door
Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
I been workin' in this factory
For nigh
feel the love
I feel like a Crip 'cause I can't even trust my blood (blood)
Loyalty (you know what loyalty is?) I say, "Spoil me"
You ain't my dawg,
implies,
You're my friend, happy endings keep our love alive.
And tell me do I fit in the Big Picture,
Do I have a shot, at the big part,
'Cause I've been
Uh, yeah, oh, no...yeah!!!
Everything is gonna be alright
Uh, yeah, yeah!!!
Everything is gonna be alright
Yeah, yeah!!!
'cause everything is gonna
back, I won't hold you up
I can't fit all my pain in this styro' cup
Always talk to myself 'cause it's only us
Always deep in my mind, don't know who
a second
I swear niggas be eyeing me all hard
And lying to they girls and driving the same cars
Sitting there wishing they problems became ours
'Cause we
Holla holla haaa
Holla holla haaa
Maybe it's me, maybe I bore you
Oh no, it's my fault 'cause I can't afford you
Maybe, baby
Puffy, Jay-Z
kick in life is pumping his steel
Wrap me up in the back of the trunk
Packed with foam and blind drunk
They won't ever take me alive
'Cause they
like you're never going to blow again
Calling to you like a long lost friend
'Cause I know who you are
Blow, blow from the Okeechobee
Way up
A to B, it can't be up to me
'Cause you don't know, who I was before you
And basically, to see a change in me
I'd be losing, so I just ignore you, yeah
the band
Haters hate me, but they stan
'Cause the things they wish they could they know I can, goddamn
You the man, you know you the man
Rollie on your
were lovers
And now there's nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There's nowhere your hands haven't been
Ain't it funny?
'Cause
can't trust you, no, no
Cheating on me, why must you?
Hey, 'cause you do me wrong and you don't do me right (hey)
I'll fight you and your chick
'Cause tonight I'm startin' life again
Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin'?
Besides psycho when I fantasize startin' my whole life over
Yeah
Tryna duck the feds (fuck 'em), just bust a nigga head (bah)
'Cause these niggas tried to play with my bread (huh? Pussy)
Jingle bales (jingle),
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