Lyrics:
a BB gun
Eyy eyy
Then we hit 'em up
Talk to feds no we don't do that stuff
Y'all just do too much
Bitch all the acting aint gon' do you much
Um stupid
Yea yea
No matter what I got I'll always recollect that I got it on the Shaw
Where the hustle don't stop take no days off always gotta stick um with
that's from me to ya
Get got for... posterior
Asking myself like "Jonny, shouldn't inferiors stay quiet in fear of you"
We don't let this go by us like
dee bah dah bah dee bop
Um
Won't stop don't know how to make this train stop
Um
It's about to go and run off a cliff bop
Um
It's okay, a giant bird
every time they come by
Now I just sit and reason
With myself im my best keeper
I know this is my season
This is the face of a winner
I don't see borders
that I go
If this life is real then I own my soul
I'm surrounded by flames even though I'm so cold kuz
My heat my heat will make um jump back
Not
givin up
Just remember that it ain't over
So when it feels like you're by youself
Stay grindin and you'll find all you need is yourself
Don't rely
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but shit
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
them
Who Kan I Kall
When um down Bad on my dick
Who Kan I Kall
We don't Got it and
It's time To pay the rent
Who Kan i Kall
When it's Pressure
hear a thing
It go in one ear and out the other like a bullet out the muzzle of a pistol shot
By brothers standin' point-blank range
Niggas bang in
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
the wires,
And then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir,
Catch um before I do, T.I. go and handle your biz,
When you see me holler at me
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
See i'm at the top of um oh yes I'm a phenomenon go get
What ya thought is won don't quit
On ya feet keep walkin on
See I'm at the top of um oh yes
Real love like this don't run out
We winning together issa blow out
True love like this don't run out
Um happy how everything turned out
Real love
Um, the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away
But not hip-hop, yo
And let it be known, that we are on some, um
Ay-uh-oh, uh-chikka-um
Ay-uh-oh,
Um, the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away
But not hip-hop, yo
And let it be known, that we are on some, um
Ay-uh-oh, uh-chikka-um
Ay-uh-oh,
love it when I dress like a crook
Wit a "I don't give a fuck" look
The villain was something nuff like a hero
Jacking all the niggas wit beef, off
I never won at scratch-off's but my Daddy always bought um
My great aunt spent her life in Virginia pulling cotton
I don't have no microwave
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