Lyrics:
gonna lie
Ain't gonna stop getting high
Coz at least I wanna give it a try
Patience looks bitter
But its fruit taste
Gotta take time
Waiting for ma new
gone pay for my Benz
Maybe I'm crazy but lately I dreamt
That we gonna make it let's bet on ourselves
Waking up everyday gotta be on point
Coffee cup,
flashes by
Mom's tired, dad's fired, all they ever do is fight
And a bullet's headin' for you, as your life flashes
My father's Father told my father what
of dope beats
And a bunch of dope lyrics too
I know that's too much for you to handle dude
Now ask yourself what
Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
Watcha
eating
And I know that we ain't been sleeping
But whatever mum wants, that's what mum gets
Everybody better put their Ps in
Man are gonna pay by cash, yes
made one mistake
When the juice is squeezed
That's the way it breaks
You'll pay for your crime
Your tongue lickin' way out of place
I'll rip
the gates of heaven
If anyone could do it, I could!
Storm the gates of heaven
And ask God "Who's gonna pay for the blood?"
Who's gonna pay for the blood?
that Mac (boom boom boom)
Pay you back, nigga gon' pay you back (pay you back) (21, 21)
Leave 'em with some real rich niggas that'll get you wet (get
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up,
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
gonna break her up and tear her down and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
away will be the
Only one you're wishing for someday hey hey
Boy you're gonna pay 'cause baby I'm
The one who's keeping score
You'll change your mind
[Chorus]
If you lookin' for me I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there posted on that 59
I got a burna in my lap at all times
And a bag a sticky
[Chorus]
I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind
And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine
It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no
it for you
Dismembered, lying on the rails
Your poor little neck
Why did you have to leave me
By this ambition wreck?
(Somebody's gonna pay
Who's
Put them G's in my hands
You'll see we the clan
B.A.M by any means, gonna be a man
Bam, you know we finna stay up Industry's about to pay up
Enemies,
knees assume
You’re gay for pay
You’re gay for pay
You’re gonna do what I tell you
You’re gay for pay
You’re gay for pay
You’re gonna do what I tell you
I
Tell me what you gonna do
(Tell me what you gonna do)
Have fun in the backseat
My apologies, all I ask is for a damn treat
What do you want from me
that they are gonna kill my host for that
I don't wanna rap in my head till i'm dead
I just wanna do something massive instead
So i am gonna piss 'em
Penitentiary, sending me letters I answer back
That eventually, we all be Bentley'd out
Throwing campaigns, fuck it I'm running for White House
My niggas control
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
something that God will have to earn
You’ve been warned, you won’t survive me
Felt a strong thirst as I left my grave so there’ll be hell to pay
I’m gonna
and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing like a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I stroll to the front of the VIP
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