Lyrics:
know none of them songs gon' flop
You know all of them songs gon' pop
I went platinum again, my God
I went two-tone on my drop
Bugatti that's 1.6 off
myself I wouldn't lose (wouldn't lose)
Yeah one hundred
I saw the things that they could do
Put myself inside their shoes
Started counting up by two's
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
still counting
If you're scared, just close your eyes
Close your eyes one by one, in a line
Two by two, side by side
Four by four from assembly lines
it
Don’t wait for it
Verse 2
Skepticism
A new religion if you didn't get the mechanism to they cynicism
Here's a front seat to my narcissism
MCs (good) who dope as me who close to me for sure papi nobody yea that's
How's its supposed to be now listen you could either comprehend it
ahead of? Not us
I'm in a truck called SRT or somethin'
Doin' Need for Speed or somethin'
Hundred thousand my key or somethin'
Two hundred my Jeep
Two Glasses
One bottle Belaire
Baby come be by me
Two Glasses
One bottle Belaire
Baby come be me
Baby I get you for my heart you know
So search no
a hundred grand fuck around and try me
I’ma hook you up to that I-V-D-R, Carter spilt in two like he's siamese
Sorry for the wait I couldn't save him
He was
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
spacey daily
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four
Just pull down you lip and I pull up yo tongue
One hundred, two hundred, over to four hundred
when I feel anxious breathing meditation
Close your eyes
Bow your heads
Do whatever you need to come to peace
Let's all breathe
Inhale deep
For one two
does it look like? Does its style reflect your family roots?
Who do you see in it? cre you accompanied by any close people?
Is there someone standing
of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
to you
Guess who's back?
I got ki's, comin from overseas
Cost a nigga two hundred G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle
on an ocean free,
But the surface of the water ws indicating some disturbance.
The raft was hurled by an unseen source, two hundred feet, with
How you think it feel to be by others and you still lonely
I'm too grown to cry to Ma but I know she still love me
It be heart felt I tried
the lines
Comes by every forty years or so
Since more than two hundred years ago
They feast upon the sins and fears of men
Promise you just what you want
And after this song is over you got 12 minutes left
You are out manned out number the shells
Come by the hundred
Sparks flying light up the sky followed by
stay on my mind thinking bout you the most
Really my favorite person aint even close
Always keeping me distracted no time to worry bout no hoes
You
a mission
If you ever get chased be the cops play close attention
or you'll get beat, but if you wanna get away
say Master P, a brother that's cool
Rob a bank
Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-oh
Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throat
Drain your carcass dry rip out your
close your eyes, listen to me, your mind'll go back
Picture us chained together under the boat, that's a Kodak
And since today is Thursday, let me hit you
the biggest part of your ass
into the narrow side, I'm that case you place, nigga
Tie yo' bitch, to the shitter nigga, throw yo' stinkin ass
by the liver nigga,
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