Lyrics:
still let the bottle get closer
So I drink every night 'til the morning, I'm hoping the glass will provide me some closure
And I don't want breakfast so
slapped shitll get you slapped
From a petty larcenist to armed robber its the yardfather
I aint jamaican but label me as the don darta
Let a nigga try
live it up
Wooo
Tonight is what’s up
Don’t, don’t, don’t let it pass you by
Tonight is just right
We can do it all night
I see you smiling
That’s all I
a pact with the game, don't be moving off the track
Let me get the buttered noodles with the chicken and the sauce
Can't be getting me promoted because
Most these niggas don't even deserve
A track from me first of all
Let's get rid of them Louis Vuitton boots
And get your tall ass out that C-Class coupe
.14]You only see me in cars that go fast[01:53.12]All of my bitches they get to them racks[01:55.07]Yes imma like when he hit from the back[01:57.18]Taste like
twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in animal skirts get murked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt (woo)
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar
too far
So we can live again
See, where I come from is hard
Hope all over, we can start
So we can live again, so we can live again
I’ve seen this
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
need a shower[00:30.94]They say make the money don't let the money make you[00:34.61]But how do you point it out when privilege has shaped
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead wrong
'Cause now a days you only get wet wit my dead on
Don't let this song push you, the fourth hit you
Have
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
up though
This is for the honeys, the super?
I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga
You feel me?
Well let 'em know
You fuckin' wit'
now I'm ready to let it all go
Swear I could live on the road, y'all can catch me at my show
Step and don't let go, step and don't let go
Step and don't
moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town
she left the room I just looked at you from the cradle, yo
Like, she literally wouldn't even let me change your diaper
And what am I supposed to do?
account gon have eight digits that is
Let's go (Let's go)
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
(Take it all you need me)
Where do we
do this
Man wanna get this knowledge to the youths
Let's hit the ends and let's do this
I don't wanna hear excuses
Nah no excusses
When I say yo let's
best move
Or end up in the pen like the next dude
Remeber, there's very few like you they let through
They even fewer, they don't want it, now they get
yuh[02:41.66]Don't be fake[02:44.14]You got time but its always game time , game time[02:49.54]So let me remind yah[02:51.53]Let me remind yah[02:54.39]Who died
you're with me
Get off your knees and let's get free
Get off your knees and let's get free
Really, I mean really
Really, I mean really
I need release,
and bone to what they bumping
In the underworld and summer homes
Can I live
Can I live
Can I live can I live
Let me Juxtapose
Ends don't meet but we make
The eagle has landed
You know it
What they say
All that talk always get back to me pussy
Ha
You know it
Yeah, yeah
My sliders on ninety-nine
Might do
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