Lyrics:
'em
Know what, you can lose California Cannabis
Which is for what you can't handle
It's never been worth it
(Y'all niggas ain't got no motherfuckin'
I don't want peace
I heard they talking, and plotting and watching
These niggas move just like police
They ain't got no money ain't getting no breesh
makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
Paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to live
No matter
the tension, in the room
Ain't no opps but my anxiety just keep me kinda fenced in
I don't need em, I don't want em
This shit hot like it's out in Arizona
Got
I'm Rollin’ down Roscoe
Bitch by my side
Don’t fuck w/ me
Cus my click down to ride
Fucked that bitch once
Fucked that bitch twice
Ain’t tryna
if you want to
I'm just driven by the green
I'm just driven by the green
Even though I'm from missouri california where you find me
Don't matter where
(Hussle, Hussle)
Blue Laces, shell cases, we catch bodies, we don't leave no traces
Big faces, suitcases, if you ain't know hoe, we gettin' paid bitch
shit play on, you can't make it out
The world ain't set for what I'm about to do
Ninety-six tracks mixed down to two
I stepped out the booth, called
I've been working hard to get this paper
If you ain't been with me from the start then see you later
I just throw my middle fingers up to all my
what I sip smoke Gary Payton
Tell by the way that I look I ain't out here playing
Broke niggas make the best crooks what i pull up playing
Windows Down
Tennessee
Maybe you want a house or a farm
Not do no body no harm
Just take your vacations by the mountains or the sea
Well don't sell that old cow for a car,
Hey lady, you, lady, cursin' at your life
You're a discontented mother and a rich inventive wife
I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll
Bust a nut and drop her off, yeah
I'm finished (Where you stay?)
Do the dash, haulin' ass, ain't no limit
(Ain't no limit) you can get your ass beat
Like
career
Just stopped by Booma, bought a 9 with a dick it
32 shots in the Glock I won't be a victim
Ain't no waiting I'm a shoot 'til a nigga tempt me
cool with me
We ain't got but one life
I'm fulfilling her fantasy
No ball or chain is in sight
I like the taste of her
She got the money and the fame
First around the corner
So you know the Rent's due
Smoking Southern California
Sell them by the six too
Get off my ass and get it
Hope you do
and sell pussy everywhere
I ain't giving no bitches, no kind of slack
'Cause Oakland California is where they made The Mack
Prostitution is the oldest
into my job
I give the effort paid for, fuck what's in the garage
That's just facts, uh
Have to give the city a nod when I can rap
But ain't no king
that magazine, one by one
I think that’s when I forgot how to act young
No, I know that’s when I forgot how to act young
Somewhere in this town I lost
a baseball bat
If I miss a scrolling, shit, I'm back
Watch me throw it in the circle, hop up off it, put it in reverse
Yeah, he ain't coming until I come first
'cause we ain't no punks
Some cats is in the back with macks and gold fronts
With sacks they post up, you know we be watchin
Thinkin they got it crankin,
You're the father figure of today
We need to find a better way
We at the afterparty chillin cuz
We ain't no punks some cats is in the back
With macks
yaknamsayin
(You'll be mine tonight mothafucker!)
Ain't nobody put no money on my book
(Don't fall asleep tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm starvin in here
do' caímos, aquí no hay vuelta atrás (escucha bien)
Nadie lo hace como tú lo sabes hacer (yeah)
Ese cuerpito no es mío, pero yo le soy fiel
Si tú
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