Lyrics:
Some body ganna let us fly i an’t ganna let us die, the cops roll by they don’t wanna see us shine we done made em so mad tryna take all of my guys
you know that be the clan
Fuck the opps, they get popped like a Xan
Got twin choppers just like Taylor and Chance
Big dawg, all you lil niggas ants
So
What ho sed de ting!
I'm back, nyaaah! You thought you got away with it, didn't you? But you didn't. No, not on your fourth little
box set of Run
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
Hip-Hop, was put off by your appearance, silver grillz
Black contacts, face tats n' bod tats, but 'cided to give it a shot
N' was blown away by the way you
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
Nigga I lost it all and I got it back
Like that shit ant nun
Niggas gotta talk down for some Pussy
Man that shit ant cutting
Pop a pill and fuck a bitch
ant a problem on my block cause niggas check in
Blinded by the truth you cant see me
Shorty trick for the dick im houdini
Ice on my neck dance chris
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
The reality of my city, you are what you speak
This an't no bar, they broke into my house last week
Welcome back to my household, this where the night fold
We
alone
Just linked with the squad
We boutta go off
Two albums Six months
You cant turn me off
Dashed doing laps
Why you tryna sit back and relax
Artifact Nursery freelance artist I know U" heard of Hair Stylist hold up what's this I want my money back I can not enjoy the show with this ah
off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door
Live by the code, die by
a wretch
Ive just turned 32
The feelin ant so bad
When family care for you
If their love was a sea
It would be pearly blue
Motivated by family?
I guess that
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
When you got all bit up by some ants
Taking me back, to the fireside
Where it did not feel like it was only I
I had some friends they were by my side
better be better then that
You can talk your shit like whatever, dag
But excuse me miss we need to check your bag huh
You're stealin' now give me back my
that’s just how the game go
I’m spitting letting game go
To put u on point to a couple that you ant know
If a nigga steel from u he’ll lie to ya face
A 38
them to the floor
Because it ant nobody but me keeping score
I turn the shower and waiting till the waters hot
It's kind of like when you waiting
squeedily spooch like everybody do
Get caught up in the hype, and neglect the truth
Fall in love with your potential
Instead of you
Back in the day, I had
by day
So if you think you're different
You're probably gay no hetero
All my philosophy comes from Nintendo
Always thought I sucked
Found out that I
Konda, Konda, Konda
Got a condo up in the fonda
Wait, juh, juh, Jane Fonda
I look like an ant if you look at me
Like that kind thing, and
I look like
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