Lyrics:
(Yeah)
Don't talk while I'm writing I'll partly hate it
Sit when I rap it look like I'm gaming (Right)
Old school player they call me Sega, P (Haha)
Grew
God don't like ugly
Hold on, and be strong
And God don't like no quitters
Cause when it's on it's on but
You know what Billie Holiday said bay-bee
God don't like ugly
Hold on, and be strong
And God don't like no quitters
Cause when it's on it's on but
You know what Billie Holiday said bay-bee
It's the Butcher, nigga
When y'all tell the tale
Make sure you tell that nobody did it like Griselda did it
A team that was one of one
That shifted
My family ain't hurting for nothing....
Patna I do not need shit
Pop bottles, fuck models get lit
When it come to ballin I go hard as Paul Pierce
Hey,
She even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin' your dreams
With a fully auto choppa
get money
Sleep when you die, I find it funny
Because when you rest in peace don’t
Mean fast asleep in slumber
Thank God and stay humble
Real rock, rap
her, uh
Brand new money
Run up on me, chopper hoppin' like a bunny
I don't walk it, I run it
Keep it one hundred
Headshot, headshot, drive-by in a Hummer
When does he stop man this flow don't even feel real
Pack up the old rappers in boxes in the attic
I'm about to shock y'all with the next Illmatic
I'm
you hear it my heart can you feel it
I feel em going against me tell me if you with me
But I probably won’t feel it
Niggas be playing like they hard
You don't even know what's coming (squad)
Hear it in my voice, these beats ain't nothing (nah)
Eating real gross, Xander-made stuffing
The flows all
Niggas ain't slick, bitch I always peep it
Gotta wave the thot bye cause she geekin'
Lil nigga I'm high like a greeting
I can't feel my face nigga
I still make fun of a situation
Someone's in like a son of a bitch at anothers expense
I'm fuckin' relentless as fuck when it comes to this pen
I
you in a Benz
Don't look at me like that you too fine in the morning, I love it when you bat them eyes With them lashes by Corey
Yeah, I know you need
low
Day by day I need to take it slow
Catch me at hobby lobby just chilling with mommy
I body the beat like I'm Bobby
We building an army
We having
I remember them dark days, cold nights, heartbreaks
(Oh, Oh, Ohhh)
No handy Manny bitch I keep me uh tool
Feel like I'm Paul Pierce bitch you know I
dentist hates when I floss
Pull up to the club in a Pinto likes it's a Porsche
Garbage bag for one of the windows
Spray-painted doors with the flames
promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who
like a clover babe
No I don't need nomore closure babe
I feel it all when I'm sober babe
I guess I'm the bad guy
Guess I'm the villain
I'm like the joker
up reasons for not wanting to hang out
It's too late for a blaze up, I'm trynna black out
I just wanna be by myself
I don't wanna be with nobody else
and shit (New opp new opp)
Shit is too hot brodie pass me the grip, I don't gotta bang I was made for this shit
I was fourteen when I got me a lick, I ran
The works of flesh are dead
And dead faith isn't any better
I'm saved by grace
But each choice is mine to choose
Co-laboring with Jesus, like Paul
Is nothing
don't know too much
See I had a plan with my nigga Dan
That this nigga Paul overheard
Since he hung with Dan
He thought he could buss a move
When we went
spitting and
Everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like
When everybody sound alike
What you sound like
Bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound
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