Lyrics:
Fendi
Step all on my Giuseppe's
Put holes in my 7's I own more than 7 how many do I own times dat by 7
John Paul guiltier just ta go to store if I'm
Yeah
Smoke so much I make my lungs collapse
I been dreaming big that's what I'm aiming
I put a lot on me I put a lot for that
And I invest in me I
me with that wolfin
I aint that nigga
Thats the quickest way to have them niggas in all black get ya
Drive by
drop a pin
Leave ya there nigga
First
about it
I knew we was gon' make it but they all would doubt it
Them crabs in the barrel hate to see you crawlin' out it thought
Fuck it though keep my
that durango a four by four and we got four twos
All my opps dead in the grave put they ass on the news
and to a G y'all poison
Between you and money you guess what my choice is
Lyrically I take ya head like a Kennedy
If you offended fuck you to me you the enemy
slump somethin'
Make my young nigga come slump one, get the drop, then bitch, you done for
Streets be like "Y'all put 'em up, huh?"
Yeah, they know
These shadows floating around
In my mind
Trying get through it
I numb it instead
The voices I fed
What's going on in your head
What's in my head
It's all
Caution, cause havoc
Fake rappers, might snap them
In half like a Kit Kat
Cause they really know
Im bout the action
Y'all faker then some implants
and the power, they be in here watchin' Power
All my shooters accurate, codeine like a daiquiri
Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael Jackson
(word?)
She had lames kats on her strings talkin' bout how they real (for real?)
Shawty got y'all in traps, y'all need smacked
She need a real man who can
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
just wanna Snap and post me
Oh please, give it a rest, too cozy
I put all of my trust in Lowkey
Fuck askaar, dumb jakes wan' hold me
Yo, smoke on me, bro
a break no Kit Kat
Already moving on got sick of all the chit chat
I'll let you move right on if you give me my heart back
Heart back, pain in my cardiac
the get-go
Make sure that barrel never gets cold
Listen to my sixth sense- quick scope
Get a bad roll? then you’re in the ghetto
Cuz the wealth that we measure
the ad
Shoot up town to Sylvias
Man the munchies got me bad
While I got my seat back
Passenger head in my lap
You could never catch me in this fast car
Yeah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Yo
Yeah diamonds on my neck they glistening they way too bright
Had to pour up a 4 fill my cup with some sprite
Had to head
that
Go head and swipe dat
Moves like Mike Jack
You know it’s like that
Scuse me I’ll be right back
Reclaim my time back
More bars then Kit Kat
Why you
a trick with me Halloween, she got candy like Halloween
Skeletons in my closet, act like you know what that gun for
Came knockin' all on my front door, now
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
outstretched arm to space,
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race.
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place.
in a spell, hocus pocus yeah
When she walkin' by bitch I don't know what to say
And I cannot lose my mind bitch I'm focused on my pape'
And that shawty
know get the fuck away from here
Cause my lawyer talking bad
I got time over my head
And besides that
My case is getting looked at by the FEDS
Trunk
Coke in a blunt, nigga, what a surprise
All these voices in my head
Voices in my head, head
Voices in my head
Voices in my head
All these voices in my
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