Lyrics:
owe me bail money no lie and I hope he know he got his self a real one I hope you treat you right keep it real hun To tell the truth I'm in my feelings
in the 'burbs
Sacrifice a couple years he can have all the money when I'm gone
What a fool I was
I missed his graduation, I missed her wedding day
See I done shot another Dick
Nigga be rolling trips
To keep his mind off sticks
They check our parole
They supervise my whole size
Money wires surprise
the best work on my mother
Take one hit, I bat his brother
Got five runners for the summer, they gon' bring me all that
I'ma buy guns for you suckers,
Yop
Look
Hit my ex bitch, she text me back and tried to shit on me
Bitch
You know I go by JO, I got that shit on me
Back in Laffy, know I push more
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
Send her back she telling all her friends I strung her along
Brodie made like 50 off a play jus by flippin' his phone
I can take an instance from my life
Listen up I got a story to tell
Ay fool, listen up I got a story to tell
Say dog, listen up I got a story to tell
Say man, listen up I got this
dude
Get you shot by dat fool
Get you lined by dat bitch
You get money mad rich
But yo mind state average
Every syllable you ponder
Peep my ep n
distractions please
You know we can't afford to lose everything
That's called a tragedy
God has His grasp on me
See
Aww' yeah
I can't play the fool
(The fool
Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank
Many are called few are chosen
One by one they fall
Many are called, few are chosen
One by one they fall
Adore! This is what you came here for
These are the things that I perceive
Just by her actions and her speech
I just know she stays around
Cuz of things that she receive
I'm the fool
months now almost three but the money is blinding you
You’ve been hurt before you admit that you’ve been only dating fools it’s true
But I’ve been trying
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
get him some money
Going from school to school
T-bo was out here just thinking that being a fool was cool
Not knowing that all of the fools will lose
I'm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for
Verse 1: Master P
Pop the lock on the benz with the keys
To high to see his
Really high (hi hi hi hi hi hi)
I smoke some grass and get
Really really high i cast my eye
Up to the sky i look down
At the money in the pie i smoke some
pullin' stripes, commander-in-chief
If fools run up wrong
Nigga, I'm knockin' out some teeth
I'm down here slangin', rollin' with these hustlers
pullin' stripes, commander-in-chief
If fools run up wrong
Nigga, I'm knockin' out some teeth
I'm down here slangin', rollin' with these hustlers
the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?"
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's
the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?"
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's
Yo
This goes out (no money no love)
to the whole world. (no money no la la love)
See ya got to maintain (no money no love)
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me
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