Lyrics:
that I've done well at this life thing (Facts)
That's what I think when I pull up at my crib
Take out my phone and scroll through Black Coffee's IG
And I
To whom it may concern
[Chorus]
Why you ain't call me?
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded
Why you ain't call me?
I'm
Farrakhan, nigga you got to call Jesse Jackson
For some Affirmative Action
Chorus: repeat 4X
Can-I-Bus ! Yes you can!
Don't ever open your mouth and mention
the Yellow-Eyed Demon
But now Pop's gone me and Sam by ourselves
Demon Blood send em back to hell don't need spells
Yeah got killed by Lillith's hellhounds
But I'm
bars how long would they last
When im tested by my foes will I break like glass
If im trapped in the cold will you turn your back
When my air runs out
Pulled up popped up out the Rari
She bad knockout call her Barbie
Woke up still high like where are we?
High off the shrooms (Blastoff)
Zoom
Off of the E
I can't call it
But you can call me
Hook
I cant call it
I cant call it
Every day
Serving feins
Nigga with the rocket
I cant call it
I cant call it
and I'm going back to trollin'
Call of Duty while I'm shooting
Staying up cause I'm perchin'
Pulling out for the weapon
24 be the election
Walking
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
Gamblin' every time we put a record out
Just lookin' for that hook (Wait, Dre, look)
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant to be
'Cause,
Jagz!
This thing right here is original
Ey and by the way when you see the red light
You better take caution get up, get out and get money
These niggas
conscious
I might take me a hostage
I fell asleep in Worcester, I just woke up in Compton
Shout out to LA, where your songs play niggas gon' put on my shit
bitches
Hook:
Cause I’m
Fast living
No ass kissing
Jus cash getting
Bag flipping
I bag women
Who love when you
Top flo living
Champagne
that was 'cause of cigarettes
(Or what?)
Or guns he tote; he called shots on the deck
So I wasn't tryin' to call his bluff, by his persona
You
props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeat props)
album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are
of cigarettes
(or what?) or guns he tote, he called shots on the deck
So I wasn't tryin' to call his bluff, by his persona
You could see, he think he tough!
Got it like that I be like no duh!
I be chilling out in Minnesota!
Got a fresh new beat to flow to
I be by the lake bumping some Kota
Like that's my
With alotta bad tings and some wee blokes
Bitch you call that rich I call it pre-broke
No joke, this shit hotter than a heatstroke
Hotboy Jesse Pinkman
[Chorus] x 4
[Master P talking]
For all the muthafuckin runaways out there
I mean all us niggas that been incarcerated by technology
By
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
at the ground
Ones lodged in your head like Lenny pick it out
To greet your Mrs till she dips cause you're a severed looking clown
They call me Jesse in my pink
out - your hook
Criminal lifestyle, you're booked in the crook
Where will you seek shelter? killafornia
What'll you do when you see the heat around
out
Just looking for that hook
(Wait Dre look)
Shorty I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be 'cause shorty
You love me
And I love
.jpg/229px-Paul_McCartney_2021_(cropped).jpg "Paul McCartney")
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