Lyrics:
Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
Fresh out on bail, niggas still can't see me
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan
And a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, cocoa
critique
Look at me nigga, just a young hood nigga tryna get this cake
I don't need to be givin' out how school gon' educate
Filet mignon for my food stamps
touchin' me
While you creepin' out late, with yo B on the run
Tellin' me that you tryna get custody (what?)
I'm like hell nah, what you care about
You
of a ride, hell of a ride, hell of a ride with you
Don't want it to end, love to the end, I'ma stick by with you
Smelling so good, I wonder the cost
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet
The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me
Thought all this lean would have me
down on my knees
Never go down for cookie
I am not lucious not even simba
Call me scar
You can tell by the face
Living this life like im ready to die
I
doesn't wanna beat me
Tell me more, I'll get you out of this fight
We could never take him
For an eternity I'm stuck in one spot
I was too slow, and you'll
been through some hell hell hell
But now I'm in the clouds clouds clouds
Never had much help help help
I did this by myself self self self self
I've been
on breakout
Spirit breakout
Hell's on lockdown
We're getting out forever
If you've been beat
If you're knocked down
If there's defeat
And you're still
a rapper disrespect me I smack him in his mouth
I tow him in a yoke, grab him by his throat - boom! then I knock him out
I keep heat and keep the clips in
Broke Niggas
Bitch i told niggas
This was our year right here
You been through hell let me get a hell yeah
Hell yeah
I told niggas this was our year
Bitch
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Check this out
The sun went down when I
I need it's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
We work together like
through the hall with the big blammers
Bentaygas parked, let me handle this
Jewelry that's flashy, jeans is a thousand
We slick nasty
Pull out a hundred in
looking good
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it's on me
Don't it tell ya I'm good? What that tell ya? I'm
money out
Move us two by two, watch us dance around
Dance to their beat
Dance to their beat
Dance to their beat
Want us to dance to their beat
Dance
We got a little tale about Little River Trail
(About Little River Trail, aye, aye)
Way out in the country, where they all caused hell
(Caused hell
I need it's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
We work together like
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
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