Lyrics:
on the phone cause I deal with the thugs
Drugs? never
No, the Ice is too clever
I'm overseas
Checkin G's
Nigga please
Ballin' since the 70's - yeah baby
with the guys
I might slide
I might slide
Summer nights
If it's live
If it's a vibe
If you're down to ride with the guys
I might slide
I might slide
Baby
the store
Got a place we can go
Drie slow make a right keep it tight
Now, park by the meter
Roll the weed up
Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater
checkin for a player
I'm so damn debonair
With my finger called her here
Supa lit chick
Nicked named her Brittney Spears
She was brown skin murder in a size
to ride baby
Time is slipping by, by, by
Slipping by
I was trying to connect with you
But you acted scared when I'm checkin you
And all my girls say
I'd earn my baby's trust
And when my body drops declare this woman: death by love
(Death by love, d-d-death by love)
(Death by love, d-d-death by
CHORUS—
I have a world filled with pain
Your world's got so much more to gain
Live in a world with no peace
I can feel my baby call to me
My world will
No?. .Aiight cool just checkin
Look, from a hundred yards you caught my eye
An all my boys said I didn't have the heart to say hi
I'd like to have
I'm goin out baby uzi, style
Catchin bodies like I hit skins
The hostile juvenile, fuck what you heard
More four-five, motherfucker die
My crew is
Children molested by these cowards who
Ain't in at all as long as I'm living
I ain't gon' let these cowards win at all
(Ain't gon' let them win)
And for my
outside
Tell my momma I'm coming outside
Tell my momma I'm coming outside
Tell my momma
Y'all niggas keep playing
Y'all don't really live by what y'all
She ask me
Do you really wanna know
You wanna know
I feel like that I know the guy she's seeing
Behind my back, so be it
Ya back was getting blown while
Imma raise a toast to the fuck buddies
Hands up high if they hitting it right
Booty clap twice on a cuddle buddy
She sucking the soul out my little guy
to profit
You got what I want and I need it right now
Give it to me baby I don't care how
I hold my money with my left
Got the world in my right pocket
Smoke
that by now you'd be fucking on other guys but no
You're heart ain't that cold
Put you in this ice I know you used to live in snow
Oh, Oh
My mind been
some poignant thought about
Sex and consumerism?
Nope "My management team has a division that
Has a guy that his main focus
Is to go out there and find
Enviyon on the mix
Are you a blessing my baby are you a curse
Cause you know some situations come with their perks
I need a sign and a message from universe
hit or miss
But I don't miss shit and I
Always got a hit to give
Long Beach guys sight my porch
And this off the top
This ain't musical chairs
Ain't no
guy that you love
I could just be anyone you want me to be, now, now
I said I could be just anyone you want me to be
Darling, baby, my, my, my, my
D. Major baby
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in
more, fight more, stay in my room
Gettin' with the wrong guy, never again
Get it from the wrong guy, never a friend
Try to go straight, world tryin'
to watch a game
But all these guys tried to get my name
Don't they understand that I'm a real fan
I'm not in this bar tryin' to find a man
Well baby this
who wouldn't speak
Now I'm who they checkin' for
Shown crazy love
Ran up on stage with 80 thugs
After the shows, my niggas robbed the bar
And wrecked
get cheese and smoke green with my guys
I'm on a green diet, I don't want no french fries
I just wanna get by, I just wanna get high
I just wanna
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