Lyrics:
check, checks
Niggas rocking checks
Nigga I got guns by the woah
By the flea collar, boy I'm at ya neck
We got funds yeah
God helped me change, we go up
I'm crazy cause I travel by airplanes
ever since 9/11 shit fucking changed
nothing's the same
the sky is red
my eyes is red
but I'm still here
First we
here? I
Dunno it's kinda choppy
So I might buck up on this story
But just let me rap B
It was early on a Saturday
Diggin' in the crates in hopes of make
the respect I deserve
And I get the real deals
Surrounded by plastic like a Jordans 11
Original copy for now and forever
You duplicates should copy me now
fools misuse my abilities, doin drive-by shootin everything
they see,
I'm quick to cap it in yo life if you tempt me,
playin Russian ruelet but is
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
ROLL WITH US
CHORUS
MuthaF**as inna street - Roll With Us
All The Bi**es inna jeep - Ride With Us
If you looking fi de heat - Fk with us
Digitals
to be questioned
Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression
[Verse 4: T.I.]
You knowin' my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep
Kawhi up top looks at the clock turns the cornerFor the win
4 Bounce’s
GOT IT Kawhi Leonard
No Wu Tang we all about that cream tho
Could count by
cockney geeza smoke ma zoot by da block with a rosey lee
I don't do no features
Half these man in da scene are idiots
Grown men get put on da
Real talk
Real
heart used the be
Forget the love this is good bye
Damn girl you just lost a good guy
For a quick buck the get by
Get over this never could I
Feel
in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s
187 khadafi, murder
Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters
If you fuck with this tru clique
Nigga
Porsche 9/11 not talkin bout bombs
Swear that I'm up way before my alarm
RIP Nip can't believe that he's gone
RIP Nip can't believe that he's gone
But
say allen was a let down
It's another great time with the boys
By 11 o'clock we can't make much noise
Unless the rare occasion
When the parents are out
from yo x and yo click
Nigga say he was da bro
Every call gettin click
I was focus on a chick
Shit now im in da mix
Had 11.5 on me
Owed it by da 6th
I
I make deposits in the bank
Going in like lick
Bitch I'm on my shit
All you hating ass hoes y'all can suck my dick
Big nuts big bucks so my pants gone
on my hands and had to be done by 11
Progression, I've rocked shows all over the place
Whole crowds of new people lookin right at my face
I used to cup
Hug me kiss me squeeze me
Why won’t you forgive me
Cuz girl when I was out you were geeein
Whole Time I thought that you were feeling me
Blinded by love
in the dark for my shine
Shooters in the cut, for a buck
And they ain't tryna wasting no time
Finger inching when they creep up from behind
Glock .22
image,
Its about time we break tradition.
Oct 17, 2019 11:12:48 PM.amr
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It's about time we try somthin different
BCuz Anything is possible
I'm crazy cause I travel by airplanes
ever since 9/11 shit fucking changed
nothing's the same
the sky is red
my eyes is red
but I'm still here
First we
2. Teach You how To Jugg – Produced by Lee Da Rockstar
Lesko
Tell a bitch don’t even call me, talking about hundreds (Jugg money)
Work
Trynna count
come by this way
Put some shrooms on a PBJ, dig in my mind state
Learned a lot, had to sacrifice just to get what I got
Ain't a lot that know about
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