Lyrics:
a wrap man
Never gonna ever again stagger for you your fucking shit damn
You can't ever make up for this shit because I'm killing every reason I would need
up
You niggas broke, you always with some niggas fuckin' the product
You the type that can't do right because no one ever taught it
Always late
've done
That's how bright and white the light was
Anyway, I'm just going to play this song a bit more
Because I really enjoy it
Did you get a feeling
to every single word you ever said
No more crying, to get me through
I keep dancing 'til the morning with somebody new
Tonight I'm getting over you
Tonight
when I’m this space
I need it all
I want it all
I’m tryna ball
If I make a call
Then it’s gone
When it get gone
What you b talking was all
Here's another day at the stoplight
I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test
With four
real)
Standing on my tippy toes (for real)
Rest In Peace twenty four(for real)
I'm cool in the clutch, frozen in the whip
M-I-X man you know the deal
Tell him "Give it up quick, you nitwit, don't try to get slick
Or I'm a let this four-fifth spit and leave your shit split"
Grip, it ain't nothing
gullible and all, I'm reluctant to move forward
You fell in love with me quick, was down to wait for me
But that held us down, was like a weight for me
You
With four brothers in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never
Ayy, Neek, I just feel like
You can love somethin' and not be loyal to it
But you ain't gon' be loyal to nothin' unless you love it (Hitmaka)
Oh,
gorilla nigga
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of
Motherfuckers actin' like
4, what you in it 4, what you in it 4)
Are you in it for the riches
Are you in it for the bitches
I got a list of mammies I'm out to get once I'm
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
Posted, floating
(Posted I go)
You locked the door, keep it open
You lost the love for you old friend
I'm posted, I'm floating, I'm all up and out
sometimes, I don't know why you bother, really.
Oh babe oh I'm sorry
But I had to make love to every crack in the pavement and the shop doorways
so high, I'm on the moon, it feel like micheal wit me
Yeah feel like Micheal wit me,
Run that bag up like my last name Jackson
You ain't ever have like
this song before I showed you
Already had it on repeat
That's exactly why I'm using this beat
Not for another remix
Because music is not my focus
To find
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
The world for my engagement
Because I turned up
So much on it, but when you go on Jimmy
Kimmel and say, "hey I'm a creative genius
" I don't think people
and planetary motions
This is Snoopy Collins
And I'm going to give you a funkin' eargasm
Yeah (I'm the Love Gangsta, baby)
So put your guns away and just roll it
played to play that
Bullshit over and over and over, and when
I say that bullshit on me, what
I'm saying is: We love Drake
Drake is great he a great artist
I'm in love with that money
I'm in love with that kitty
"I'm in love with that paper, daddy"
I'm in love with that fetti
I'm in love with them
this kid's born?"
I said, "It's a blessing as mad as it is
And Les', I never even knew you were having a kid"
Bro, she's four months pregnant, young
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