Lyrics:
of (seen of)
Well equipped to just whip it and make it purr like a kitten
And I'ma have you adi-di-icted to me now (me now)
And all the fast girls wanna
grinding for this cash, We'll be straight by December
Cause I just want to ball all Summer, and grind all Winter
Do some shit that the world gone remember
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
I see your sister staring at me out of the window
She wants to talk to me to learn the things that she don't know
And it's all just part
this
I thought I told ya y'all ain't fuckin with Chris
Watch how I give it to em
You'll be amazed with the game displayed in one sentence
I intend
Uprooted by privilege you choose to ignore
Let me remind you
My skin tone alone is enough to instill fear
Cause y'all know y'all ain't better
You're just
Bentley said to Craig "Let him have it Chris"
They still don`t know today just what he meant by this
Craig fired the pistol, but was too young
Next thing you know they try to change our sound
Let no man put asunder
Severin' the groups I never blunder
Cashin' all the checks on the mic
I
friend Mickey we'll pour one out tonight
Wrapped up in a big scarf don't wanna get the chills
Jake brought cocaine, and Chris brought the pills
The old
referees head and put his lifeless body
In a choke hold, uh-oh, these niggas is loco
Best thing smokin' is all of the tobacco
Still hard to be black well
fit where they don’t sit near
With big ears so look here, ya’ll gon’ see fear
My mama told me ‘boy go and get one thing clear’
That’s the vision yup
let's share all
Few private thoughts, I'm not just out for your sex
Let me simplify the things and life that
You find complex, forget what you heard
let's share all
Few private thoughts, I'm not just out for your sex
Let me simplify the things and life that
You find complex, forget what you heard
on her
I'ma I'ma put it on her
I'ma I'ma put it on her
Day 26
When this one come on
All the ladies gon rush the dance floor
Please believe me, yeah
of my satchel
Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and
Asked if they had a laugh in stock
That was fuckin' stupid...
You got it twisted
All 'cause
radio and TV
Snow is back in the game
Things will never be the same
No no no
[VERSE 1]
If your feelin nice and irie through your lighters up
Tell the DJ
rapper's favorite rapper
Then it all feels like the shit was in vain but I'm bringing it harder
Losing Chris Lighty and then losing my father
I'm
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
Late night was up, tryna feed my hungry son
And I ain't ate all day, I know I'm not the only one
Ruth Chris, but we started on the dollar menu
Money
my flame
Shift from the lil n**** to big mane
For real aint no thing no thing
I'm killing for my last name
No ceiling we all gon' gain
Blood aint
to do'
Well I'm curious by nature
It's clear that Paul's a stranger to Chris
And that day was the 15th
The PS said to meet at The Pits
A quiet spot
Where
rail and by thumb
By now you all should know me
I'm the Great Historical Bum
I had hoped to write a song to sing
Of all the great things we have done
time to say my prayers
Cos Vbuqs said we gotta meet by 3 sharp
And Chris Kester just called about his art
Young Ben and Leo asking where their beats are
love you
I treasure all the times we spent
And car rides that would never end
Cruisin down the freeway
Listening to Chris Breezy
But now it's time to say
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