Lyrics:
Your job as a man is to be the foundation
'cause All Of The Above will be caused by you
But yo, man... [cuts off]... shouldn't need no explanation...
crazy
But take me by the hand
Take me by the hand
Lil less action more conversation
Night drive with you feel like a space ship
Gotta face it
We aint
redefining
I know y'all refine the inside with supplies to disguise the confinement
Fake conversation bout the times and what you read on times
When the time
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
niggas ain't playin'
Got my first choppa for a bill 50 (mane)
Mane I wish that bitch was still with me
As a juvenile, hid it by the club
Got
with you by my side
Grippin' woodgrain, smoking ponderosa pine
Conversations in the stars, constellations in your eyes
Tonight (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
the bucks
They chose the bucks
My platform high sit way above it
They know what up
Keep it G with my movements
Fo shezzy
It aint easy
Steady chill
world by myself it's feeling like Mother Nature
I call her premeditated
The coupe holding conversation
Yeah the coupe holding conversations
I'm feeling so
of them fools
I see a man ain't present
Except your friends boo
Which means there is room for conversation
Lemme change you mood
We can hit the bar
Grab
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
21 zips nigga pass the stick
Bag up the coke with my dope chick
Can't front you nope you a flight risk
Tryna duck the man with the night stick
Im having money conversations with myself them niggas look broke
Man they just need some help
Talking money conversations
I ain't with
scuba, I'm diving on this beat
And these bitches by my side you know I'm vibing with that heat
Look!
I come from a place where the weed is free
[Lil Wayne]
I got popped in 94' them people caught me with some coke
But I pleaded as a user so the judge let me go
Now I'm back on the streets with
with six months of probation
Can't go out the state so I can't take no vacation
Got to watch my conversation cause them people a fool
Got to be in
with them other niggas
My bitch got mad and fucked another nigga
Man that shit was crazy, ain't gon' lie it made me heartless
Fell in love with money,
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
seat
My linguistics seek you, telepathy
And I'm just tryna live like fuck bein a celebrity
Let me live, yea man, let me be
There's secrets to the recipe
art, I don't wanna explain it
I knew it, he bullshit, he up his own anus
Instagrams with his fans, man, he wish he was famous
Stop talking about your
with the glock in a sec
while your man got the tec to his fuckin neck
You know my style kid, you know I'm wild kid
Don't try to front that
the roll (By the roll)
If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't do it)
Know the game play rolls (Roll)
Me cold I know (I know it)
Started with a dream, turned it
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
Jack and Juss who am I ringing first?
Man I was so excited
That I replied a minute later that's that bro I think that you just let her know excited
And cut em up like protein
The Lord of criminal juvenile crimes committed
Set it some bitch-ass nigga, I'm widdit
You couldn't fuck with the skills
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