Lyrics:
This for days I was trying to get by
Scraping up money just trying to get fly
Way too up for you to fuck with my vibe
Grind to get a grip grip grip
Gotta
On the north side of the county line
The family name's gone straight to hell
But their football teams the holy grail
Two DUI's for Liz this year
But her daddy
(This song is by Ray Wylie Hubbard)
He was born in Oklahoma
And his wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's
(This song is by Ray Wylie Hubbard)
He was born in Oklahoma
And his wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's
a drought
Plug send em in and we dishing em out
You really a fan and but you dissing for clout
Ask about me in the streets and these niggas gone vouch
Used
and forget em
I'm doing hits by myself throwing deadies
Stomp a hoe she'll never forget me
Big muthafucking Henny hoe
Stop playing with me lame ass bitches for
Woah, huh
All my Skullgirls do no talking
If you ain't for the action keep walking
Grab the girl by her horns now she honking
I don't give a (I don't
a 6 9
With a night scoop doing drive by in the tahoe
My real ones gonna ride or die them fake ones
Taking em for a ride told you once don't trust
Like
truck
Now that I'm up they say zay you ain't really hood
Nigga I gotta bad bitch she shaped just like Megan Good
We be by the palm trees I stuff exotic in
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
wanna leave you for me cause she know that a young nigga ball like the Magic
Niggas don’t want no problems with me cause my bro keep the strap and you
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
Get you rich for the night sab hai overpriced
Cartier on your wrist
Issa good time
Ahh
Kaha reh ti can i pull up by
Got a hotel room
Lets get
fuck me but I'm down for my one
Clap backs, snap backs, all I know
When you grew up this way it's like second nature
Constantly surrounded by all
workin, wanna do me all the time
Everybody think she sweet but d-d-dick be on her mind
Ooh, nasty but classy, she get nasty for zaddy (yeah)
Put it
focused on me
Popping them tags shorty she know that she bad
Trust it she ain't gotta brag
Making em mad shorty b all in her bag
Hot girl like Megan
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
telling me to conquer my demons
How that work, usually it's the other way around
There they lurk, waiting for me to be another that they found
Takin a perc
all that I have got time for (some)
I've got the goods (good), stack with me (me)
Don't come through (through) with bad energy ('gy)
If you ain't
Talk on my name for clout
I'll guarantee you'll see clouds
Them days we were stuck in a drought
Now we never go without
They wanna see me down
till I pop off on site
Yeah I'm feeling alright, got this bad little shawty that's here by my side
And she know how to keep my ass humble
She also know
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
Ever wanted something so damn bad
That you would leave ya sick dad
Feeling oh so sad?
Had a choice to make I gotta do what's best for me
Love you
At first mom and papa called their little boy Ned
They raise him on the banks of the river bed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree a home for my
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