Lyrics:
for that grip
Any time they come around here
We ain't gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come
Told myself that I would get through this verse
And I'm not gonna mention the plane
But look at the plane, the fuck are we sayin'? (Yeah, what?)
ooh-ah (yeah), ooh-ooh
My life be like (yeah)
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me, please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for
dough split and come the hell up off it
This is how I feed my family, so I'm not gonna forfeit
And if that doesn't get it, I'm gonna go for your wallet
say, ‘til my dyin’ day, I’m gonna make ‘em all pay, no one gets away...
I’m sub-surfacin’, workin’ for certain dreams, and schemes, and plans, to build
for you
I'm not gonna cry for you
(Anymore, my baby)
I'm not gonna cry for you
I'm not gonna cry
As I lie here by myself, I put my feelings
call me Shaky Jake
Shaky Jake, boy, what you gonna do?
Texas Rangers coming after you
Here's the price you pay for one mistake
So get off
I'll never let you go
Before you cum
That's my pornstar syndrome
You will believe in everything you see
If you pay for this
Pay for this to me
Is it
Somebody's gonna pay for the way that you walked on me
Somebody's gonna pay for the way that you lied
Somebody's gonna learn that something you
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
I got a police squad car
Taxi to the local slam
They said
Son you're gonna pay for what you've done
But I don't give a damn
Just cause I like
when you know my God
Always gonna protect
Don't neglect
When I walk in love, probably won't get it back
With that hate, instead of playing chess
I pay
the name of the game
You do not get it so you gonna pay
Veinte y dos every day is my day
Cooking up sets that I can't wait to play, yeah
You're wonderful,
you passed me by
He's not your friend, he's the other guy
Whether it's wrong, or whether it's right
Won't take me through the night
Told me that
I'll pay a penny for your thoughts
A nickel for your kiss, I will (you know that I will)
I'll pay a penny for your thoughts (yes, I will, baby)
got the fix
Steaming up the room, ima need some oven mits
On my lips, leave the room with a kiss
That’s the way we do this (do this!)
I can pay I can
think about it
(That I would stand around and take some more) get gone, get gone
(Things are gonna change) things are gonna change, baby
('Cause I
and always coming up short
Try to pay for her habits that she couldn't afford
Cause she didn't know the lord had a plan for her life
Yes sometimes before you
all you got)
Let's keep it pushing pal
This ain't the place for conversation
I don't even like it here
And frankly that's an understatement
No
joking about this
And don't mistake me for someone that's not the way this is
I've told you it's lit
But it's never gonna fit
Music industry is shit
given all I have, wasn't really prepared for the pain I was
Gonna have to go through to get to the end result that I knew I wanted
Hoped I would make
Written by Christo Andriopoulos
Like uh
Out here Tryna get rich quick
Come & f*** with me I'm on that real potent
Baby know the deal it's
Bless us so that make we no remain for the jungle
My hustle go pay, my hustle must pay ay ay
My hustle go pay, my hustle must pay
My hustle go pay, my
the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just like a shadow in
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