Lyrics:
tryn chill wit him and he ain't een famous
We send out th'em shots and make sure that they take th'em
Pop out wit that drac
Told big bro grab the stick
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
already told ya
Trust and respect is what we do this for
I never intended to be next
But you didn't need to take him to bed that's all
And I never saw him
The King's Alpha out to Death Row
Who you know was spazzing at Art Basel with the Trill OG
Grill by Johnny Dang boy u can't get these at Tiffany's
Who told you
whole club jumped him
Yeah, nigga, this one them ones for me
Okay I done went pop star, I'm getting that one money
It's couple thousand on me cash
and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the navie
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
a bloody nose or how they made it bleed
Chorus:
Climb trees...go out on a limb
To find me...forget about him
Forget about hymns...what are those psalms that
here?
My problems are real but
Maybe there's a chance
They're just made up in my mind
So I avoid the bite
This the song that's hype
I think they fucking
and outlast any crises
Really all that I’m after cash as far as the eye sees
This is fun for me, I just play with the measure fluid
Since my son told me I was
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
on Hop
I been bumpin' his shit before you, bruh, his songs hot."
If he had that push, then so many doors'll become unlocked
He said we should sign him
I made to my father was last night, gassed out
Told him don't worry 'bout the past, right
Hold on together through gaffes and we'll laugh right
hears this tune
He needs some spice, how about another tablespoon
Timothy Abel gave him style, that's what made him berserk
His dad surrounded him with
Man, you know what the fuck going on, fam
Ay, uh, when you drop that album bro
Our songs gon' be the best one
Let's go
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Let me
check the vert, money tall like it's Lil Uzi
Yeah, smoking zaza got me high
They say B-R-double-E-Z-Y, breezy you that guy
And I swear I'm feeling fly
I'm
6'11
Not talking Tim Duncan, but I ball like I'm Stephen
Crazy how my sessions getting funded by Dunkin'
Glock made him sprint
This shit don't sound like
your ends
Prob'bly fuck your friends
High-post attitudes, real rude with fat asses
Think that the pussy is made out of gold
Try to control you by
Cash, Joe Strummer,
Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison,
Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barrett in vain.
Thou shalt not think that any male over the age
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
, that) the Lord has made
Wether or not that reigns on your parade
Everything will stop
And give Him praise
CHORUS
I'm a Go Ham on em (Oink oink)
a ride
Sippin' E&J, gettin' bent all night
Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life
Step to his business 'cause it's only right
Po po ain't around
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