Lyrics:
gon do it all again
I'm not out here tryna make ammends
I already got my circle
Ain't got time for no new friends
I'm not out here tryna get revenge
cocked my hand's comin' off my hip.
This little nigga pumped the lead that ass fled
Three of your boys wounded, three of your men dead.
Time to hop
synergy
Suckin' my seed, chakra tease stickin sippin' Hennessy, shittin'
On the hissin' I'll spit you out of commission
Position the bitch and dip in
out. You know, we've been told to protect our outer man while our inner man is dying. (offstage) Oh, this is the one.
Boy I'll tell ya, God made him for
Since day one I always been about the real shit
Had to meet some fake friends to recognize my real friends
Had to touch a fake chick so I can feel a real
sipping on bubbly
Running thangs, ain't no every day I'm on my campaign
Some boys be sipping Cristal, Moet pop serving champagne
Sip a fo' guzzler,
out
I can't wait for you
I used to serve in all my schools, I made a major amount of loot
Pour me lean, ain't drinkin' brew
I done made it out
the eye, this was her real confession
It’s not that I hate your friends or that i’m ungrateful for blessings
It’s another family calling and for them I been
down then I chant it out loud
Oh my God what're you talking about?
An incantation to pull your soul out
Watch your husk fall while I claim what is mine
the Doggz loose on 'em
Check this out here man, I lick 'em, sic 'em
Man's best friend, I hit you for ten, uh
Fleas can't seize my pack, what, what's my
They say when it rains it pours
Thought it was for sure but now I know
I got some much pain endured
I went through the storm-came out on my own
For all my real niggas
For all my niggas that ain't here
For all my niggas that's down right now
Now this one is for my trill niggas
regrets, learnt ways from my brothers
Ironic that I'm out for the belly
And it's all to get P for the mother
Real shit, if you know about the gutter
Not
the boards on the window? Bitch
That's bando
Shout-out to my nigga Bando Bo in the bando
Shout-out to my boy Takeoff he
Was cooking them chickens but he
my crimes I've hid
Not in the sense of a legal court, more from my judgment tarot ward
When I'm not fool or hermit, empresses what for I'm searching
quiet and disappeared
you had my family and everyone so mad at you
I was so devastated for real
I pulled up to your house
I tried to message you several
right now
Got too much pride for my own good right now
Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up
So I could fall through like old times and hit it up
standin' on tip toes
Lookin' out my Benz window
Wonder where'd my friends all go
Scared to give my heart to this girl
Paranoid she gon' leave if my ends
tryna live
Yellow back 'n shit
You's a real good actor, your click actresses
Fact is, niggaz lose stripes for tryna match this
Havoc's a total
ever fall
For my bro and my sis
I will always give my all
Just giving y'all the real me man
Every song
Raw emotion
Yeah yeah
HUNCHO
my house is your home
If you eva need a friend then call Abel on the phone
Chorus x3
(Yo)
(This is for the real ballers and players out there)
(Time
were always there when I needed a friend
My love, and this is all I want
Always been working for a key and Benz
A little spot by the Seine, is where I'll
Stopped caring for peoples ratings
Everyone's on going out celebrating
But they're all gone when the clouds start raining
Started escaping
Off in my own
by the law better get a lawyer
Boy you better not talk
This real life shit this ain't no movie
Can't tell nobody what you saw When you riding out here
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