Lyrics:
been wasting time like its smoke just blow it away
Sat down today and I thought I got no time to lay
If I was rich I would have all the time just to play
like the Trojan drugs reigns come kick my door in
Love white go get the snow man
Talk hoes i ain't talking blow man
But she love white like coleman
So
the Octagon
I spit the fire til it burn down Babylon
Take a piece of America back
You will learn
It's called truth
Death by suicide bomb, protestants,
down on me
I hope he see when I blow up fuck all the ones that frown on me
Make sure to laugh when i go up for all the ones that doubted me
Cuz all
on my shoulders, well, brother
I'm Ronnie Coleman
If it come down to blows, well, brother, we toe-to-toe then
Heart on my sleeves
My mama said I was
Retarded_
You know the logo, and on mics, sometimes we flow slow
Not loco, universal, type vocal
Mogul, so don't make me wild out and have to show
Written by Jeff Coleman 03/13/2022
Ohhhhhh, there goes the day
Our plight ends the gray
Go for another
Go through forever
I’ve been up, I’ve been
light ten
Jaymo my right hand mans
Aye fa me he ah blow like ah fan
Better stand on what you said lil nigga
Heard about yo main mans lil nigga
Heard he
niggas sticked up
And we be chasing our goal
Blow if you try to oppose
Leaving you stuck like a road
Now it's all red like a rose
Coleman still killing
to drown
Would she like to hold me down
Hold me down
Hold me down
Cause it’s like this
She the Queen of my crown
Keep me nice rich
Hold me down
Hold me down
And I just want to let y'all know
Who I came down here with
I slid in here with Lord J
And Alamo with the A
And I came to get wreck, like this
I'm
right
Niggas know me as a plug that's right and I'm know for showing love oh yea
From hubbard to Coleman street 1150 be exact Pittsburgh
I got known by
me, wait
How I get so fly, I guess that's why she hawkin' me
It's the Crimson Chin, babygirl be jawin' me, wait
She just did her nails, yeah,
Came from ya friends
You know what I found out
Them people that you never met Gone be ones to blow it up
The ones you left behind
Coming back
Look it
the word is what I say so
I'm in Argentina like contando pesos
Should I rap Coleman?
I am Ryanne if you didn't know
Keeping it authentic all the way down
(Don't you mellow down easy)
Mellow down easy
When you really want to blow your top
Shake, shake here, shake, shake there
Shake, shake, baby, everywhere
through
To blaze neighbors
Meet mark and pardon me to heat mark
A dutch spark it
Lex Leonardo arts profit
Apple cranberry mixed with crystal
Fan worry
desktop no strings attached
Over there heads Like mistletoe and halos
I hate it when the whistle blows
Who's that peeping in my window?
Tense up leaning
the furthest reaches of musical outer space
To the most down to earth funk
And he sounds, well, he sounds exactly like this
[Verse 1]
Nobody 'members those
stuff!"
He run off down the block
In his Crocs and cuffs
When the cops come to me, they say: "Oh
That's rough!" go ahead, keep this car
We'll report it lost
on top of Taliban, bitch, you see it poking
Spend my night vision in the light to catch you open
Bitch, let me blow him like the no cap that we smoking
false move and I'll blow you away
Superfans wanna run up on me sparkin' the ground up
You need to fall back, could be Narc's around us
You in a hot
I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away
Sticks on me like my cousin Lawrence i roc a fella they gon call me hova
Still r.i.p. courtland Coleman
Stacks ent ceo
Dedi solo fa president
Grapes ent
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