Lyrics:
Jam? Remember Meth Man?
I held your hand through them years when ya'll was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle
Let's get
playing kid)
Cause if you not my fam’ or baby
Then I’m not gon’ let you berate me
I said
I’m on my way, can’t play me
Can’t tell me shit, don’t pay me
'm lookin all in the fridge
But, you know that I can get
More if you need some
Your kids needs step dad?
Well you found one
I love y'all, and I'm not
the sand
Cause I know you love the beach, so that way, you can keep a tan
I'm so fly, don't know how to land, make magic in the bedroom like Peter Pan
My
I see
Got IC, but don't touch road
I got gold, but don't snitch, I go by the code
I know dat snakes get left in the cold
But if u get snaked u get
bleed
They tried to put us in the ground
But they didn't know we were seeds
I've been through things you can't believe
Everything I speak I will achieve
I
luck
I seen them niggas they switched it was never love
Damn it was never Love
Mama told me you jump off the porch
In the streets gotta reap what you sow
something new
This road has been hard my love
Can I put my trust in you and give you all my love
Baby everything I get it comes from God above
This for real
bumpin' the 15, night time got parlay, plucka
Plucka, in the mix now ya cocksucka,
I never leave it alone home, I love a big baked roll, in your
Face freak
just got the news that her baby boy is dieing
He was walking home from school and those bullets got to flying
Saying stop the violence I don’t feel like
preserved Gods grace still a baby though
Back in da field against a hunned by my damn self
400 hunned bodies think I can't Get'em my damn self
Dis sh**
really want you by my side
Oh, now baby
Swear I want you by my side
Well, you in love in the money
Keep your daddy satisfied
Well, you're finally
daddy wanna fight me
That pump, man, make him jump, man
You would think his ass was sponsored by Nike
I'm every little kid's idol
Got more verses than
daddy wanna fight me
That pump, man, make him jump, man
You would think his ass was sponsored by Nike
I'm every little kid's idol
Got more verses than
to falling in love, but I'm not sure no more
Yeah they pretty sure enough, but I dont know anymore
I'm just lost, cold and alone, completely out of the zone
ride till I die
Kids wave at me when the Vic drive by
Shorty she bad yea she think in the thighs
I don't know what to say she got me tongue tied
Baby
the cage that I been trapped in
Cats new it was a problem, went from robbin' to rappin'
Guns got to clappin', another trip to the morgue
We all know why
the mood for me eat the dick baby pull up like uber be that's the shit have her looking like boo to me if I'm in the club could you make a nigga wanna leave
on the mike
(It's a bird!)
(It's a plane!)
No
I'm Su...Su...Super Rhymes
(Rhymes)
(Rhymes)
(Rhymes)...
It's the new thing, makes you want to swing
bitch my baby
Now I whip Mercedes when I touch down
Brand new bust down
Haven't felt this shitty in a minute bitch you some clown
Can't fall in love
like the block keep blockin'
You try to make moves, its like the car keep stoppin'
These shorties in the court, need Cochran yea
I tell them while
mom
So I wanna go and see ya momma
Can't believe you are gone I remember you always treat me proper
You I love you and I always show (show, show)
I know
the cost
My kids need tuition
I swear I just need commitment
But my issues, they ain't with it
I fall in love and then I'm finished
Drop a bitch to fuck more
shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft
You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set
You tried to copy in the lab, I
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