Lyrics:
the day I lost my coolness
[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
'cause now they don't ask where you're from no more (Where you from ese?)
They just roll along
Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we gone raise his son
Wish i was there im
that they step in
and you took the footage from the camera on the tips of our bullets
and record like former darfur [push it]
[chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
profits
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by
can't patch up
Slide down the 5 look alive you getting passed up
Rich on sick yeah a nigga too street
I Rose from the dirt it's the Beauty in the Beast
He
lean like I'm Clark
Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park
You niggas from Mars, you ain't got no heart
I know lil one gon come with that A and that
her ass
Don't be hittin' our bitch, nigga
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
D to the A, Tree from the Bay
Got a freak in LA, flew her to me today
Me
600 thou
Lil bro Blick got 2 years down
For sum bullshit like 2 quarter pounds
Tried to rob my nigga T Money
Shot em in the face
First thing he said
through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since
and Pimp see you know they down wit us
Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us
My nigga
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
Don't play with shawty
Don't play with shawty
Whippin' a batch from scrath, huh
Xannies and Perkies, relax, huh
Push a Hellcat like a scat
all my lil niggas in the game
Lil Nick, Big Dre, my brother Phil did a drive by on the game
Lil Darius, Shawn Baby, Big W, Brian Jay, Lil Toby, Lil
(swollen)
Ooh, lil' mama, you so chosen
I can't even thank you from your (clap, clap)
My baby on fleek, yeah (you know it)
That pussy so sweet, yeah (you
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
waitin' for this lil' package
Nigga, this ain't no zaza
That's a motherfuckin' catfish
Cashin', leanin'
You behind just like an adlib
Trayle, let's go rob
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
featuring Lil Wayne
Verse 1: (lil wayne)
Ha ha ha ha check it
Its me that's creepin through the back
And the black on black
Lil soldier
a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lane
lil shit for a minute
When I first hit the club
They didn't know who I was
Now I peep all them boys in my mentions
If they throw me some racks imma
in twenty thirteen I ain't have shit to eat Lil ma ride on my dick like she's taking a seat There ain't shit that a Jackboy gone come take from me
Hit
homeboy but
Ain't no love round here
There's crack down here
Nines and macks down here lil niggas will
Jack to be exact down here, phines down here
Niggas
You know, stars only shine when it's dark out
Thinkin' you can rob me, come and find out
Tell that fuck lil' nigga, better pipe down
Type of shit
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