Lyrics:
it'll all be fine
I'm finding purpose
Searching deeper than I ever have
On the surface demons lurking
And I'm still doing better than I ever have
But
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
ridin'? Want you ain't worried bout flossin'
You hollerin' fuck what I'm talking your shit better than walkin'
It's five stickers up on it look like
Looking at it, this the real it
And you tell by how I feel it
If I was a drug, you could deal it
Selling my tunes like a bando
Hand to hand though
And I
Never pay
Pimp hoes for the pussy
That's the 'Merican way
Clean up ya dirty money to good money
Cause legal money last longer than drug
Never pay
Pimp hoes for the pussy
That's the 'Merican way
Clean up ya dirty money to good money
Cause legal money last longer than drug
Yo, yellow cheese, eggs, white pancake batter
Put a little bit up on the skillet
When it starts to bubble
Flip it over with your spatula
Yeah, yeah,
for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout nothing more than life
What else these
tech pop out if that mess pop out
How you ridin'? Want you ain't worried bout flossin'
You hollerin' f**k what I'm talking your shit better than
I really feel the power
Always wasting time days go by like hours
If your friend is mad at you then buy them sunflowers
Right now I'm starving, I want
Jane and Mary Kate
Aye catch a opp they gone spin like a dvd
Aye we be bringing all the drama we like TNT
All my niggas sell drugs n do B&E
And we don't
I-I-I'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me
backseat?!)
Made all them bitches lap up, say what
(You made all them women lap up)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and they asking me fo' them drugs
I got ten
wear gold your style was old
And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold
Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble in
Make a lil bitch nigga run like its DMC
Bitch I get hot like a dragon no DnD
Nigga act dumb, he get played like a DVD
Bitch and my pockets stay fat
the Remy and Cris'
The video is directed by Benny and Chris
Treat a pager like a website with plenty of hits
I tell 'em this, you gotta be at least a dime
raps weigh more than music
The more I write, the better I do it
And right now my stock is up
I do me from day one, huh
My nigga you know where it hit
on your MP3
I bang on you niggaz like an MPC
I make a nigga nut in his DNG's
Cause no one do it better than the one Q.B.
on your MP3
I bang on you niggaz like an MPC
I make a nigga nut in his DNG's
Cause no one do it better than the one Q.B.
do better
Out here sleeping around four the cheddar
Skin be way softer than leather
How u switch up the style is some like the weather
You and me would
better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
This that Hip Hop shit
This is that Smack DVD's not no Tik Tok shit
This that black timb boots ain't no flip
Playrock cats stay cocked and they shoot me
Bet yall, when I let off
Got a better arm than Bret Favre
Bullets hit yo chest watch yo chest fall
Watch yo
up
But somehow you earned my trust
They don’t know this shit is real and it gets deeper than the crust
If a nigga got a problem wit you then he getting
numerical
Maud, man best go halves on a cab
That bar better run this tab that
Chick better link this lad look
She wants more than tips but we ain't not doing
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