Lyrics:
to turn your head and don't look
Inside my rhyme book
You might get your whole soul took
I make the world shake, I make the world shake
Then the whole
Wasting time with the cigarette
Your like smoke inside my lungs
Get me high but give me death
They say I’m old enough to die young
Thinking blindly
the penitentiary kite
Or get you bumped off from the inside
Jaws is hanging
Frauds is leftin they draws on the floor complaining
Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon
Sharon Stones in a school zone
One way ticket from the projects to a pool home
Trapping, balling, and rappin is the hoods holy trinity
I sold a pack 'fore
become two
What I mean is, you plus another you
You get down with yourself while I watch
Body buzzing like a bed of a billion bees
You kneel down in
question’s what we got
Have or have not
If you ain’t out to get mines
Then I’m out to get ours use no
Excuse to be sour black people
Used to be power, quick
being bitter without being mean
Cold stones I got ice and cream
VVs dance in the ring like Prince Nassim
Two Two Threes no prints on the scene
Have
you are when you are inside
I cry, you cry, we’ve all contemplated suicide
But life is a ride
That you only get to ride just one time
Between you and I
What you want me to do?
Well the blue one came out, then
The red one came out, now I gotta get two
And my watch ain't got no manners
The shit's just rude
Nah, what you get outta
Outta not writing your stuff down
On paper, you get the
More you know theexpression
The feeling yourself you know what
You
watch them faces turn sour, simply hearing that word makes some of these
Cretons cower, man feel the power, to not be phased by any pussy phase of your
from Berlin
My cut like Bruce Lee top off that new V
All about that loose leaf ball hard like 2-3
Stones on my wrist glass 12 on my bitch bag
I catch
just a guy
Just a vessel that must provide
No caring about what's inside
A man by the laws abide
With the rib I chose not to die
The choice wasn't even
Take the mushroom cap and throw it back like the hat on a trucker
The sour patch back in action
Out to make your mother pucker
Your favorite two
the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum,
I don't do parties, I stay chilling inside
Come lay by the pool, dip our toes in and watch the sun rise
Early morning, breakfast coming, get mimosas
and stealth (yee)
Twenty-two, I might go fuck a MILF (MILF)
My twin sisters both white as milk (milk)
Maybach, inside came soft as silk (silk)
Put a bitch
And now a sour taste devour your breath, what's left
is a thief that had his family tortured to death
[Chorus: x2]
Story, it's a story
Story, it's
NawfSide Atlanta
Break in yo crib I'm feeling like Santa
My enemies tryna get rid of me
And I got to hoes like its Bigamy
Stones dancing on my neck infinity
the sound with a video game
Or something to drink
Lemon and sugar remind me of fate
It's sorta sour but sweet by the grain
Sweet by the grain, ay
She told
the prey
And I'm Coming right for you necks
Cody you're silly and you're sad your whole crew is an inside joke
I'm sorry to break the news no cbs
I'm sorry
subject to a predetermined destiny
Then mine's behind this mic speaking pleasantly over melodies
Once resentment filled, my decisions clouded by jealousy
My
lay down
Here I lay down
Trapped inside my bed
Like a river turned stone
What else do we get
Besides the notches on our bones
I am almost round
,
On The Gas
E Shaped Like Caillou
Just Don't Let
What You Let
Inside You,
Get Yourself
Beside You
That's,
For the Women
& My Guys 2
For My Siblings
Stole
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