Lyrics:
Now every restaurant we eat five star
Pray to god that he keep me from round y'all niggas
Shit hurt me i was loyal to niggas
I ain't blood but shorty
pussy got drink
Money got swag, game on lock
Yeah I got drugs, got pussy, got drink
Got money, got swag, got the game on lock
V.S.O.P O.D. all night
And I
team
I’m I V
To this rap scene
Forever in veins
Like vaccines
You can’t explain
But people know it
This poet exposes
The tropes
used to confuse opponents
chceli chápať zem
Každý deň nám pribudne v mysli ďalší sen
Každú hodinu strážime si cukru hladinu
Každú hodinu hľadáme zla nášho príčinu
Každý deň každú
understand me
Tried to show love it just had to be
Remedy, smoke a 3.5 every blunt that shit help settle me
Trade on the gang that's a penalty
Told that
some time
Nobody believed me until i started writing rhymes
Ask me how I'm doing i say fine but I'm hurt inside
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Some days, I
to climb out
I know it's my time and the whole world gonna find out
1,2,3 let me see you hit the floor
4,5,6 let me see you shake it low
7,8,9 yeah I'm
fajn, hudba hraj
Chceme iba tento mood
Chceme mood ako pri prvom sexe
So mnou celý hood, v ktorom dealujem piesne
OG robí booom, že to vybuchlo v meste
a stick
Turning up like it's crazy you know all my homies lit
Supreme on my lap and you dissing with a cap
Never work the 9 to 5 that'll never do you right
Packing a bathing suit
I'll watch movies all day
And sleep past noon
So let the maids gossip
About the girl who's 5'5
Dyed purple hair
Sleepy dead
mind if I lie
I jut want a girl who's shorter than 5'5
I just want a girl who knows how to keep it real
I just want a girl who doesn't wear high heels
I
Came along way
Longway from struggle
I'm on the
Road to riches
Came along way
Fuck A nine to five
Chasing the bag go get it
Came along way
Gotta a big date at around 8 (hey)
With a pretty little gal that I met the other day
She was so... I don't know what to say
5'5 brown hair, brown eyes
You don't gotta be rude like that rude-rude like that
You don't gotta be rude like that no
We all wanna be millionaires
On the T.V
You don't wanna
Off-White fashion and I wear it just to flex
Name Brand junkie Loui V around my neck
Red Leather Seats like Gates wit the Vet
Water pressure drippin needa
then paid to perform
Now I'm getting paid for the show now
I got Louis V all over me
Straight designer fash
I don't check the tag, I just throw it in
Le temps ne t’appartient pas
J'roule un pétard Capri Sun
J’me rappelle, j’étais en bas
Livraison v'nais par le haut
J'rend pas très fière mes
(SA)
Cruising down on the I-5
Don't know what yo mind like
What's going on
What's going on
What's going on
Cruising down on the I-5
Don't know what
hlas
Verím existuje sila v každom z nás
Sila slova dokáže zahasiť smäd
No tak poďme spolu meniť svet
Vstať a nádych
Chladnej noci volajúcej dážď
Bratstvo
Five Hundred Acres
Big bank account
Taking off like a rocket
You should see what I drove
Got a couple of bitches
And they ready to fuck
My chain is
(Pour out a lil' liquor!)
Bury me in a field filled with plenty weed
A Red Bandana wrapped around a 5th of Hennessy
(Roll up and light a Swisher!)
You dressed in white
We loved our friends
We danced all night
Hooray! High Five!
We lay in bed
You burned with light
"I love you" you said
Hooray!
to stay
Soon we'll be walking
On top of your
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
Just some kids livin in our time
We wont be held for these
to stay
Soon we'll be walking
On top of your
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
G-R-A-V-E
Just some kids livin in our time
We wont be held for these
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