Lyrics:
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
zvědavý kdy poslední album kdy poslední bars dopíšu
Vím že jsou tu lidi co by mě bodli dali do břicha dyku
Nemám čas na problémy tak prosím tě zavři už píču
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen
swear my lyrics won’t be half as bad
I’ll write all the music
But the drums will still be played by Chad
Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not
On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have,
Actually, a new album ready
your heart cold like Omarion
So act up and that mac will damn blaze ya
One shot your grill looking like
Fantasia's
Now that's fucked up Dewey Ave guns up
through the traumas of my life
The king that conquer by the day, become a plumber by the night
Or fuck it, whoever be laying pipe
I promise, call me
for yuh Liz
Brudda say he got another bitch mother of
Your kid
Omarion you thought he was your nig but he pulled a Fiz
Now y’all burnt the bridge fire
s'posed to be
Like Omarion
J. Aiko and Breezy
Getting dough is easy
Problem though is keepin it
Niggas on they Ps and Qs, focused
Peep me
I'm rich bitch -
that
In fact, when I whisper in your ears
I see your skin bump up
And the hairs on your arms jump up
I get the same feelin' girl when I'm by your side
Wont let memory go/
Arguments critical listening/
Consistent with those/
Omarion be the heart/
Dat got me feeling so cold/
VERSE 1:
My girl broke my
shit
You ain't livin' by the code
It was just me in the cold
Now all you see is smoke
What
All you see is smoke
EightyFour
All you see is smoke
This my
got your hoe all on my line I told that bitch swerve
I fell just like Omarion cause you can get served
That nigga trying to talk it out he using big
poison boy
Yea Nyda on the beat, and the Church by the way, one weapon in ya face, blood stains for my victims
(Look at the blood stains) uh, yea one in
lyin
Lift your soul not your pride
Know lion, know lion
Hear the roar not the cries
From birth, my hearse occupied by a King with the heart of
A lion,
doing right by you
Maybe you should let it go
At the end of the day,
It ain't worth it
Wanna know how I know (how you know)
Remember confessions
So
on
The soundtrack be provided by Omarion
Ayye ayye, Ayye ayye
We just got inside and now
That shit is jumpin like
Ayye ayye, Ayye ayye
Feet all on the couch and
Now
watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets
Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
already happened
Got ya hands up
Keepin' you're body rockin'
The way Fizz is goin'
Ain't no tellin' when I'm stoppin'
A faced love by every single
already happened
Got ya hands up
Keepin' you're body rockin'
The way Fizz is goin'
Ain't no tellin' when I'm stoppin'
A faced love by every single
[Omarion]
There she was walking by looking so fine
She had me tripping
She looking at me and said what the deal babe come and holla at me
I finally show
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