Lyrics:
this shit
Loaded up my cartridges
Your boy wasn’t born to quit
Now I'm on a power trip
I guess sometimes power fits
Yo I'm out of it
Take me straight
time for playing games I'm chunking up the deuces
And when I need some peace of mind I hop in the whip Cut on some shit like this, smoke ride around
Yeah I seen 'em come through here a couple times
I didn't think nuttin' of 'em, you know what I'm sayin'
But that shit you don't talk that huh?
That
Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood
In Jesus' name, Amen
I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central
She had
trapping out my minivan
You just turn your head, you didn't give me a chance
Now you want me back 'cause I been getting bands
Got more clips than Rogers
still coming down out there?
Yeah, I sorta had to run from the car
Well, we are glad you made it
Now, your new album fevers and mirrors
Tell us
still coming down out there?
Yeah, I sorta had to run from the car
Well, we are glad you made it
Now, your new album fevers and mirrors
Tell us
by these false thoughts you Can't swim you gonna gonna sink
I know it's not a race but this is deeper than rap
How long until my people run that
lot of kick
This a hit & a quit, I ain't posting that bitch
In New York with them racks, spent like 4 on a fit
Only here for minute you get what you get
Literally what's your hundo?
I got the block on lock like I'm Mutombo (ooh, yeah)
The way I write, you might as well call me Drumbo (ooh, ooh, ooh)
This
Yeah, I can blow your fucking mind
I can make that lightning strike
Maybe if you give me time
I've been working overtime
Pray to God to show me signs
had lockjaw
Your kids ended up learning about life from a pop star
But I feel that rap is more real
Matter of fact this music's gotten me through
on the pitch (Why?)
I'm a sore loser
I'm cutting the ref and his kids (Ha)
I played for team one time and
It was sponsored by Nike
So I packed my bags and left
a lot of times and didn't want to
Be involved i Didn't want to
Be that person that
Get a stray bullet or nothing like that
Reporter: Police Arrested a 34
Paid a couple of hundred now
Or later more than G's
Have a kid by a lame ass broad
I knocked up this girl I barely
Liked cause she bugged me
She ain't
'm killing the rich for cheddar
I'm thinking of big and better
Cause we can't hit liqs forever
We may not live forever but my kids could be rich forever
I
less
'cause I find you're testaments of time
there is no space for time within your mind
if your looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
through
this rap I know you're ready
They're putting icing on the cake well Bollard throws on the cherry
I gotta keep going even when times get heavy
Me ma
you hop on ya track and
Lie in your verse, dawg, if I get
Smacked somebody get murked off, casket shit
Funeral time and we
Ain't gon' do this rap shit
on some legendary
Milking the game, I'm consuming all the dairy
This ain't my final form so we getting kinda scary
Outchea getting my mind right
I was
nest-egg and scurry
By the time you realize you been blinded by the shine of too many good times
You've already signed away your life on the bottom line
swear it's just my mind
Walk around this world, I could see it all differently
Am I cursed? Am I afflicted with something that I will never overcome?
Have
I can't sleep at night
I need you by my side
I feel so alone tonight
I can't sleep tonight
I need you by my side because
Your on my mind
I feel
devils
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas
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