Lyrics:
Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
bussed it all down
And I loaded my mag
Real fucking dope boy
Move weight
Can't complain bout the work
Had to fill my plate
Real life trapstar
Too late
Bonnie and Clyde together I know she down 4 whateva
Down 4 whateva I know she down 4 whateva
Down 4 whateva
Life's a bitch this is a set up
Well imma
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
talk
Pants sag, hustlers walk
Fishing poles, four by fours
Country fam, unlocked doors
Trees front, mountains back
Trailer life, that Southern rap
Moon
dirty on the highway
All my life, and it all changed in one day
All my life, it's the moment I been waiting on
A four course meal every first
life for both!"
[Part IV: Pursuits]
Late that night the witch takes to the sky above the town
Searching for the boys who know the secret
My 4 by 4 got Kickback
Send shots better get back
Dropping bodies on this beat
And yea I know right where the bag at
Yea they think that Imma slip
forget me it's, by my side
Ye-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeah, by my side (ooh)
The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller
Put four in your head, have you
will not harm you
Or maim you
(swat team 4, move in!)
The years was rollin' by . . .
He used to cut my grass . . .
He was a very nice boy . . .
waits 4 no one
If you wait 2 long
You can turn around and I'll be gone, gone, gone
(Time, time, time)
I just can't sit around
Watchin' my life
yea
Yea yea
Grew up with the gang
Bunch of renegades
I come from the ghetto
But I ain't living there
Did some phenomena
That boy he a menace
Can tell by
appetit, you've eaten me alive you realize
This is not the way
In the streetlight dawn
In the streetlight dawn
This beat turns on
This boy's life
life
or even worse
it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church
yo' brains might have to burst
you shouldn't have fucked with me first
since
kick it?
Yes you can
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
Rocafella forever Hov for life
Debuts a classical first album four mics
Shoulda gotta five but niggas
and you blew it
I'ma go times it by four without you in
I'ma go times it by ten and I'll do it again
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Life's easy when voice in your
Three men chilling with the boy on the road
Four door mase fuck up yo
One by one i go wound dem no
Two by two shordy get down low
Three men chilling with
a good life
Reminiscin' how we took boy good life
You act right, I might put you on a good flight
It's a good night (gang, gang, gang, woo-hoo)
In L.A.
Silkk, Slim, P
It's like, we out the game
(What's up Soulja Slim?)
Keep from callin' us
It's like we're never gonna be
(Master P in there, boy
The boy stay prayed up
Repenting for our sins
Is a must bruh
Granddad said watch 4 for fakes
So everyday i watch 4 fakes
I pray for my enemies
For my
CHcNGE THE UNIVERSE
BECcUSE ITS WORTH c CHcNCE-
THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE cRE FREE
I GOT THE KEY-
I'M THE BIG cCE THE KING
EVERYONE FOLLOW ME-
CHORUS 4
I'm a dad, this my life
This the type of shit I write
I was hungry in the basement, now that boy, he full of life
Smoking dope high as a kite
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