Lyrics:
Got me trap on a bong
I've been crunching the numbers
Chopping it down like lumber
Y'all be wondering what this shit gotta do with my crush
Well
That junt hard Charlie!
Look, uh, she like the way that I walk in the room (facts)
I'm a lil savage addicted to money, could prolly tell off my
proud
Charlie, R.I.P. his grave is what I visit now
Sometimes, I do not want my life to be around
Fakeness, tells me who’s for real and who is not
"Oh poor Lil Xans got Attacked by Tupac fans!
We need to spread the Word! We don't care who We hurt"
Shut the fuck up TMZ
No one takes your shit
down with Kobe, got a feeling he could make it
If Miami and Oklahoma don't take it
Your face found up, like I won't come there and break it
Jake
if I don't)
Got a little job, got a little box
Come tomorrow mornin', you will be ticked off
But that's alright
It ain't your first time
Got
Rothman
I keep it real cause I can't act fake
No way I don't need no oscars
Get it myself don't need no sponsor
Taking that risks due time I'll prosper
I've
fame
But really you
Lame, lame, lame
You don't get no recognition
You know that's me in your system
Charlie2k make you feel it
She want it she get it
of tweakers calling my
Line to find Nemo
But now they know the words
From Tahiti to Toledo
A couple washed up rappers aggy
Offended by my ego
Shit, I don't even
Power music
Power music (stadium music man)
Win Win situation
Here it don't stop
Solid as a rock
Hey yo I started at the bottom
Now I'm headed
be hell cat like a charger or an angel like Charlie
Don’t mean you ain’t gonna mess up along the way I smoke I drank it’s not ok I do it anyway
Not
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
to hold ya
Through the night
I know daddy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy pretty baby
But
Ayo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
But Bo don't know jack, 'cause Bo can't rap
Well what do you know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
gonna get high (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
Oh yeah (Ooh)
What do I do when my love is away?
(Does it worry you to be alone?)
No no
How
hanging with my niggas
I'm like charlie are you there
charlie are you there
put it on me
they say prolly
I don't even dance
but I'm finna body
I'm gon keep
front porch.
(light voice)
Now, stop!
(deep voice)
I was only trying to steal a little kiss
(light voice)
Well, kisses do invite me, but please don't
"How did you get started on this?"
"Oh, I don't know... a friend of mine! he started me"
"C'mon, it's my turn next! Gee Duke, where'd you get 'em?"
ain't finished
It's FLOWLIFE FOREVER and don't you forget it
Pardon me
I got way more than just energy
Baby come hop in serenity
Come and be my little
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
tryin to get high
(I feel like pervin')
T.D.W.Y.
Biatch
Do that shit
Biatch
(Pervin)
Short Dog, it's on you, nigga
Now
I just left the sto'
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
they do is play games
Trying to use shame but my God shake up the frame
You can call me day sizzle my frizzle
Daysaum friend so turn it up a little
I
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