Lyrics:
on the board run it up with you, yeah
Know you like it best when you by my side
Giving you a rate bae you two times five
Riding in the front seat to my right
a push it by the gram
Stacked up like I got them bands
I be doing OT
Put in work for ma G's
They ain't never met a G like me
They ain't packing
you better not take it
Riding around the A with your bitch in here naked
She said it do not fit so I tell that lil bitch make it
Finish with your hoe,
who takin' off!
Throwin' money at my nigga
Younger sister really wishin' he was with us
But look who takin' off!
Band for you to keep, love I'm finna
struggled with me
Hustled with me
So I look at you crazy when you say I'm next
I ran up my bands ain't nobody help
So when I cop a crib Imma stay by myself
I
And I'm walking out the 6 I got 3 chains that's triple VV
You could catch me in a beamer I'm with pino catching 3 peats
And I see she coming back like I
of a clock
That lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat reading
They catch chief and wrapped up plants from trap dealings
Now what's a coffin with
jumping on the road
Imma few spend band every time I hit the store
Aye
Load the fucking yoppa then we role
Imma get me a demon fill up with gas then I'm
York go to Vegas Gettin' faded on a weekday
Baby, you my best friend Catch a flick gettin' touchy by the end
In New York, runnin' through my ends
Yeah,
died, I've been thinkin' 'bout the end zone (end zone, oh)
Five bands a night, they gon' take you out your sleep, holmes
Don't you text the iPhone, told
Probably thought I was a Scammer
But by the end of the night, she'll turn into a dancer
I've been screaming Fuck Love, them niggas made that shit a anthem
I
the prison of the night
Till bursting forth from rocky chains
The valley floods with light
Living one long sunrise
For to me all things are new
I've
poltigeist, this left and right like
BEAUTY and the beast, come and catch this two piece no fries,
THROWING bullets like drew brees with no nines, new orleans
strap in drawers, ready for war, push up
On the side of your Ford Explorer and start dumpin' through the doors
We realers, with so much scrilla can you
assassin that’s
Sicker than straw fakers
Walk-ins are, take upon all takers
God bless you and your mama
When fckin’ with Murder
You end up with multiple head
a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
catchin' papes
Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes
Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those
up on madden, My lil brother came from nothing he a rob you
For bragging for yourself, don't let em fool you, all the killers fuck with rappers
Besides
you hot, nigga)
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue,
the cash by any means with out no helping hand
And yeah you got to watch your bag might be your brother on that stand
Looking up to God like tell me what's
friends
It be niggas that want tussle with us, you know how that end
And that heat, I keep a couple with us , never throwing hands
They know me I keep that
a shame that we die
When I was fifteen, naked, next-door neighbors did a drive-by
Pulled me up by my waist, long hair to the beach side
I wanted to go
beloved, petitioning for our brother
In the covenant, breaking, living in sin
Please suffer him and buffer him
So we can see his ways, catch a note with him
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