Lyrics:
don't know what we been on
Don't know how we gettin home
By grace
It was by grace
Little did I know what was right in my face
Shackles to the night life
I ain’t been this high since I was
Five feet five feet five feet
She can’t take it all because she
Five feet five feet five feet
Stack my money tall
And women for days
Wanna doubt me when it's cloudy it's just a little rain
Fore' the bills and the meals came
Like a teacher we would deal grades
Hold it
Your school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill
Take nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain't Missy, payin' no bills
She took to whiskey like a dog to a bone
There was a hot country band, a little chicken pickin'
Like the Colonel from Kentucky what she had was finger
her
Will I meet a Tina and Trina? got dick by the bay on the berkeley marina
Don't mean to the point the finger but uh (but uh)
She got pancake syrup
day
My day off
I'm up early
The early worm gets the big bite by little birdie
The early bird gets gets chased and caught by the cat
Watch your back
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
(You a Foe)
Cause now you know ho
So I put my middle fingers up mama
So think about it
By the time I graduate, I'ma sell out a show
Seeing Vision and Im
the fridge bills due
Moms stressing
Sending prayers to the havens hoping god answer my question
Hoping god answer my blessings
I was tempted by these streets
Ay, in my apartment a long time ago
I knew a bad bitch, but she was kind of slow
Still gave it up when it's a few of us
She let me finger fuck her
Ha ha
Yeah yeah
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Ayo watch yo mouth!
Ayo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze
Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
Trizack it sound like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some
Player my position, hot
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
as the check clears, that's another bill to pay?
I'm stuck in the system and leaning close to psychedelics
I don't fuck with this world, i'm looking for a new
Nothing left to sell
The job won't pay the bills no more
I guess it's just as well
Grind my nine-to-five
Just try to stay alive
Wear my fingers down
She go break my heart
She go break my bank
Louis v bag, on my hand
Big chain, on my neck
She thought
I got stakes, oh my god
Hum, oh my god, hum
She got
that way
Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a T.V set and a radio
For seven Shillings a week
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
stand them
Five bills on our feet hoping would she let a lad in
Coz I'm a necessity
She's loving the rest of me
Bad b call her Stephanie
She can't get
I had a little hope
Now I sit by the fire place reflecting on the that little coat
I wore on the corner with a bit of coke
Helped me cope through
with negative vibes
Look in my eyes, 27 years of pain when I glance
Thing in my pants, never ever came for romance
Finger fuckin' til my palm hurt, I
that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
I'm saying man, that's my little mama
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
I fly g5
DELIVERED BY c MEMBER OF THE YOUNG CREW:
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) ”The ghetto is real son, filled with nothing but guns, drugs and buns; (2) Never seen a little
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