Lyrics:
boat
But I was raised by my peers
Thats why its loyalty first, second, the third, to the fifth
I tilt and pour a lil liq for the folks who ain't here
Champagne and pools, layin by the palm trees
What else do you want from me?
Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give am I a fool,
Miss all my friends feel like they are gone
Yoka the boy he real put me on
To the music you know he the don
Thats homie making music no con
I miss
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
(chorus until song ends)
(master p chorus x4)
(fiend talking)
Sittin here tryin to take the pain away, see this one here
This for all my ghetto fiends out
(chorus until song ends)
(master p chorus x4)
(fiend talking)
Sittin here tryin to take the pain away, see this one here
This for all my ghetto fiends out
me, I ain't taking a loss
Sub-Zero, I'm froze, I put ice in my ears
Water on me like that shit out a VOSS
Yeah
Play with me boy
And you losing your head
bitch by my side and my nitrous real
You can catch me ridin out
Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill
You can catch me ridin out
I’m a gangsta,
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
pensions
I don't need no Benz
3 stacks told me
That shit come with fake friends
First off
Shout out to my Ex's
Not being impressed by flexing
So I had
going till the very end
If you though the Bucs super bowl was lit
Wait till you see what I got for them lightning boys
Let give them their flowers y'all
This some real shit right here man
Oh I said all my friends is dying
Man all my friends is dying man
All my friends is dying
All my friends is dying
friends something I don't like
Always say they finna do ya right but
Real eyes, realize, real lies
Real eyes, realize, real lies
Real eyes, realize, real
that line
That's fine
I'm not gonna roll up in a Benz
Leaning out the windows 'round my ends
You can have the champagne
I'll be on a rampage
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
by the sword for my family I adore
I'm killing theses niggas just ask them the score
It's $avage bitch
I stay in the stu get all my pain out
If I
features so it be trio
I be a wolf on my street
Like I'm leo
I'm peacing out good to see ya
Imma talk my shit real quick
Kollege said talk yo shit
Real
the whole routine and performed it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me
real though
I appreciate honesty and
That is all I need 'cause
Everything that we was
Ain’t shit compared to us
We can be, be more than just friends
We
not surrounded by a team of believers
Still painting pictures in the dark
Knowing someone will see it
(For real)
Look...
Imagine me elevating this
inner doubt
My clearest thinking when the smoke clears
And champagne fizzles out
I've been moving weight
And the ladies say that I'm getting chiseled out
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