Lyrics:
had a talk with my momma
then the cry, asking god if she'd serve a purpose before she dies
you can see it in my eyes, a brotha wanta slow down
I
[Hook x2]
I see you lookin' at the ice
Thankin' bout a way to be my wife
Dollars signs in ya eyes, not tonight, skirt tight
To the hip, bend over bust
(Cody)
Woah
(The Drvmlord)
Mm, woah
Woah
We got what you want, yeah, we got what you need
I like fuckin' on bitches that's not in my league
Caught in an old cage
The system failed
Built up on lies
Now I see that I'm alone
In asylum's cage
I'm left alone
I'm alive my friend
I can feel
Them R A T's
Give Me A M A C
I'll Make Them Motherfuckas R I P
I'm In The H Double O D
It's G Double O D
I Aint A B Or A C
But You Could Believe I'm A O
and really im not even sure
that in the process of what happened I didnt die
All i smell is death in the air
and i can see the bugs crawling and the bodies
see, baby girl, we really them
Really up, trucks cost half a million
Chain big as fuck, you'll look stupid tryin' to tuck it in
Never didn't work,
(The Elements)
Yo
I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy
I'm industry but I'm still in the street
My young boy got life and that young boy there
There's so much in my past I've overcome
So much in my future I haven't done
I know that the best will come if I hold on
You see, my story's not
never bleeds
Struck a match, now I can finally see you
Preying on my insecurities
Tears of fire in the sky, makes me feel good to be alive
Big deal,
shouldn't have did it, ayy
Kick her out the spot, other hoes pull up
She got some big-ass tittes with a big-ass butt
I can see how she look, man, I know
to see it through
Battle in my head that I just try to keep away from you
Every second that I wanna do the things I wanna do
I gotta tell myself
cutting
New chain, dripping in water, got the place flooded
Bruce Wayne, top of the building, man I see them coming
She's got the big back, look
girls, they in my section, standin' next to me (yeah)(right)
Me and Timbo goin' brazy, rappers rest in peace (yeah)
See me with my VV teeth, yeah (ooh)
(whole dick)
Yeah, real big drip (watch out, don't slip)
Lick on the tip (bitch, speak up)
She got big titties, no milk (cash cow)
We meet in bedroom
Ghost is still provin' shit, I ain't got shit to prove
I could see the money play, send my shit in large bills
Know it as the Devil's game, understand
I can already gauge it
I'm too opinionated
And your mama's gonna hate it
You don't fit in with my friends
I see them gettin' jealous
'Cause you
Woo, oh
Woo, yeah
Let's go
Turn the mic up
Ayy
Yeah I'm loca (loca)
Your man puta like he chocha ( like hechocha)
You see me in the drop
see me pissed off (real talk)
Never tell a lie to a bitch, dawg (no)
When it come to them, you gotta play it raw
And I'll never ever let the fuckery
be sendin' me no paragraph
That shit too much to read (shit too much to see)
Christian Dior pullover, but my heart on my sleeve (wear it in my arms)
now
(Damn, let's see how it pan out)
Jones have money in a stash house
(Whoa, they can't see the man now) (nope!) Hey
be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
'Cause she see
I know how to tune in
See I understand
See that's what you need
Girl trust in me, yeah
I just want, to give you good love, love, love
Let's make
to me, Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, When you see me in the streets
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me
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