Lyrics:
money
Kicked back chilling
It's Fuck how you feeling
I'm trying to stack a million
Everyday I'm illin
Hustle for my children
Always focused on my bag
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
bomb it
I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA!
downtown
Working from check to check
Round whipping in a mercury sable
So what the fuck do you expect
Real ass nigga from the D
Work all day and I'm off late
cheated on who and who cheated where
Who the fuck cares?
I've been focused on my new kick-ins there
I've been earning up by views, we up there
Difference in
right na
I'm not myself right na
I'm just by myself right na
My cuz Tezz
He been wilding
Can't tell em
Put the guns down
But if you catch a body
Stay
fuck it, go buy a battleship and
Bring it up that Mississippi
If you really wanna come and get me
Tell them niggas that a-, don't tempt me
'Cause
fuck it, go buy a battleship and
Bring it up that Mississippi
If you really wanna come and get me
Tell them niggas that a-, don't tempt me
'Cause
a real hood nigga do right by you
I see you all alone
(Yea I see you girl)
It's cool cause I'm rollin solo too
You should call my phone (And let me get
They hope at the club nobody gets irate
You wish a muphuka would try to violate
They hope the beef goes away and won't matter
You live by a whole
Well, I guess
You guess what? (Since you wanna know)
Yeah, I do want to know
There's a few things that I'd like to know (what's that?)
If you fuck
through, uh, uh
Fuck a bih humping, fuck her, no, nuh nut
You can't have her, bruh, get yo own slut
Cut from a cloth much different, yuh, yuh
You don't rock
filling with rage
Been living so depressed, give a fuck what you say
I like pills, like Amy wine house
It might sound weird but I like the lights out
and night, around the clock that's how we work
I could give a fuck, about these niggas wanting beef
They been muted by my paper chase, interrupt me you might
Life like this
Ain't right when you fight like this
I ain't talking boutta fight by fists
Ice my wrist then I ice my heart then I ice my neck so it
I ain't the one, you should've knew that from the jump
Whip out, shoot down at the ground, make em jump
Fuck it, shoot all at his chest and make him
by the yeah(Yeah)
Fuck that nigga, I said what I said(I said what I said)
And where he sleep gon' be his deathbed(His deathbed)
I don't wanna talk, I
But nothing's getting through, so let me spell it out
A-B-C-D-E, Fuck you
Every day and every night
I always dream that you are by my side
Oh baby
me spell it out
A-B-C-D-E, Fuck you
Every day and every night
I always dream that you are by my side
Oh baby
Every day and every night
I always dream
brothers getting wealth (C'mon!)
Hateraid is bad for your health (C'mon)
Looking sad as fuck, I can tell (C'mon!)
Who are you kidding? Stay up out
You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+
Why the FUCK would I knuckle up witcha?
I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd
I told them dead guys I don't bury them
Nigga play with them
They gon’ have to bury him
Fuck with my dead guys you's a dead guy
Fuck with my dead
In
Cap and you never get back in
Flip a Enzo like back hands
Trust a nigga long as my back hand
All my bitches want back in back in
And I hit my
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