Lyrics:
of these niggas
I peep that a lot of these niggas be ho's
Deadass though
Ran up a bag I'm on they ass
I know they mad but I do the dash
They hoping I crash
holding up the pistol by my waistline
I’m still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
I’m just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside
a drug free school zone
J.A.D.A
I'm top 5, dead or alive
And that's just off one LP
Jae Hood
Two guns up
All I know is bitches and money, grams
bedeviled and blown
By the way she'd hung up the phone
Her last words now a drone
They had him feeling just oh so cold
We are not alone
We are not alone
We
tho[00:23.23]I like bein by myself too much know you hear the dial tone[00:26.67]It's not on purpose I Feel furthest from the milestone[00:30.06]I'm gonna work so
get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
Keep-keep ya head up, ooh,
feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin', made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got niggas bangin' and lootin'
stuck on the dial-tone
Baby
Dont call this line
Baby
Calm down you fine
Baby
Please just hang up
Baby
Thats it enough
Baby
Baby
Baby
Baby
Dont call my
Get to know me
Get to know me
Bet you won't regret it mostly.
Let truth flow, impress dudes low-key
Set the tone, please
Guess who's glowing
Get
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
known to lie,
And if you'd been in Derby, you'd seen him the same as I.
The man that fed this ram, my lads, he fed him twice a day,
And every time he
walking this way
To the block where I don’t have a place
But they leave me alone by the tone on my face
They can tell that I’m there for the product
Their
cousins
I know it was what it wasn't
I'm made from a different substance
A honor in any subject
A pro any situation
I up the pole If you hating
I
out when I drop a tape (Facts)
Bar for bar, man, these niggas do not equate
(Not at all)
Workin' with feds, you cooperate
Buck fifty side of your face
Shock, I never got freaked better!"
She said "Here, yo, it's all in my letter"
See, I just met baby last night
We g'd
While I was sleeping she was up
be charged up like double a
Designer drip I double C'd her
And I can't go my people need me
I'm so cold I mean anaemic
Better watch yo' tone you see me
of the buildin' - sprayed up
All for the love of this paper; we misled
By 21 - some'll be dead
By 22 - the rest of these dudes'll be in the Feds
We got change
doin' the pledge (boaw, baow, baow)
I could've lined him up, I'd rather do it instead (do it instead)
'Cause I don't trust a soul, half these bitches be
It was gone by November or December
Shit, I am a winner, yeah
Came to this motherfucker with my Glock 40
Pull up, aw shit! Q in the Audi
Swagged up
of us locked up for petty crimes.
Judges and the jury give em' max like it’s fed time.
I’m not lying.
Neighborhoods bad on the other side of that red
room
But when I make it I promise that i got space for you
So please don't dial the tone
Please don't call my phone
I'm just searching for a place that
watching over me
It’s written
Sit by the fire
The prophet is haunting me Profits is what I need
Like its guaranteed
To be a provider
Find out just what that
this shit
I had to come up, started but cant stay at the bottom
Bro need sum pounds like a body builder, Kuma got em
Feds comin, brody lob wm
Got a Smart
get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
Keep-keep ya head up, ooh,
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