Lyrics:
I'll make 30
Desert, even my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
Ah man
Damn, I don't know why I went out last night
Oh yeah Chris, you got a busy ass week ahead of you, how bout we stay out till four AM
Good
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
I can't even talk no more
I been thugging on my own I don't need no bitch right by my side
Yeah why can't she just leave me alone
All these bitches
can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back
Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good
And tell me lil' something that I
gone for good
Wood for bones
A skull and crossbones
There it stood
Sculpted from the man's vision portrayed in wood
It's incomplete
Just needs an extra
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
the soul no need for a filter hmm
Dropped me a tape the reception was good (Was good)
Bumping my shit when I swing through the woods (Through the woods)
See
with us
Onna rainy day I match a wood with my double cup
I just caught a hoe with her friend that's a double slut
Caught a couple packs to get em gone I
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
Imma be the one to take n****s out the hood
Make sure my n***a good
Yeah
I wish you would
Yeah uh
I wish you would
AK-Four Seven got wood
I can't
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
So why would I even lie to you
Yea
I had people who then crossed me up
People showing fake love
Make me feel like i ain't good enough
Ain't feel like I
wood
(Wood)
Till I'm good
(Good)
Do all that shit
Back-to-back
(Back)
Yo son, forget all that
Dat
I'm telling you
I got the Benz
(Mercedes)
Outside
the rest
That's why
I sing about what he's done
For me it's been so much
That I couldn't even tell if I tried
I sing just to let the whole world know
On a different planet yeah I'm past gone
You claim you running numbers up but tell me what the stats on
All y'all bitches was capping, made em put the hats on
Got
My last name Jordan so I wear the 45
I don’t know why
These niggas ride by I keep my nose high
Niggas high up off they nose because they snorting
I
Woooaahhh
It's a good day got my shawty by my side
Rolling up my wood got me flying through the sky
Shawty said she with it told her let's go take
get sad when they see sweets coming
I ain't even bothered by no haters I don't see em honestly
But I know they watching
They ion see it but I keep it
can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand
that bitch she no good
If I can't shoot my blick know bro would
Hit the stu with Von just rolled bout four woods
Stayin' sticked up with the whip with
my mind was, keeping you by my side no I don’t want any problems
Getting close to me naw I wouldn’t do it they know I’m back in the game no wonder why
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