Lyrics:
[B.G.]
UPT baby, this how we do around my way
Niggas struggle, they struggle and they hustle
But you can't knock the hustle, feel this
Nigga, I be
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
a pussy up no condom.
Hustle state of mind I'm on my grind but niggas hope I fumble. Posted by myself on you monkeys, George of the Jungle.
I be on my grind
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
meeting in my zoom
I can't take eye off you
I don't know what to do
You my fine fine thing
You fine fine thing
Baby fine fine thing
The way you walk around
a look into my eyes babe
Let me get some things off my chest
You ain't gotta worry 'bout the stress
Nah, no you ain't gotta worry about a thing
When I'm in
Bitch finally caught on when she saw i'm toxic
But i'm stuck in my ways so you know i can stop it
All up in houston take off like rocket ohh
Necklace
off my whole rap flow, think about it
*** that ***, I'ma do it right
Thangs ain't movin' right, I don't think that you would like
For me to be mad,
nah
I don't know what you popping or drinking
But don't you take for a second
My patience's something to play with
I'm pretty certain by now, that life
just like female
I am a....male
It's in my pants
One plus one equals two
I wasn't talking about you Joe
You can be anything you wanna be
I heard she used
Hey, it's kind of shitty
A motherfucking pity
I sit reminscing about my nigga roe
My nigga joe died at the age of one four
And it's a motherfucking
'm better off turning off my phone
Leaving well alone, what’s done is done
But still somehow I can’t
I've had trouble from the start, when it came to matters
Nobody go, til the God say so
You got a second or mo', to run for the do'
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know stack, couldn't get
laid down on
My side of the car
Your shirt came off then you cried real hard
About how you left tittie was big
And your right one was small
I said I
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
relax, take a drink and think about my abrupt change
Out of the clean, to the corrupt
Lookin through the eye of the pig, I'm all fucked
No longer can I
(Listen)
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lotta green with a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay Packer
I pack the zero's, meaning
of horrors
You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin door
You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you
...Okay now I dare you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth,
and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns,
of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't convince me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
To make my
of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't convince me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
To make my
kinds of drinks are
Off in the cups
All of my thugs
Honies show me love
DJ playin' the cuts
I'm dancin' with a nice honey
And her friend
One
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