Lyrics:
man, I swear it's five below
That's nothin' new if you been in Buffalo before
They sendin' all these shots, but I send really lower blows
Good kid in
but what you doin
Nothin but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me have it
I guess tomorrow I'll
Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip
I loved him like the brother I never had
He was my go-to-guy on 3rd and 10, made me look good
that everybody knows who I is
But when you see me collar-poppin doin the electric slide
you'll be like "this brotha gets down for his"
Didn't pay good
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
And just by design we're fallin' deeper in love
Yeah, we are the colors of autumn
And even if we're falling, it's still so good
You don't know that,
before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
to make it
And he made it look easy
'Cause he been doin' this for years
It ain't nothin' for him!
Yeah, influenced by the music that I listen to
NF, Kyle
Like mc's drop a mic
When he kills that shit
Drag'em out in the street
By his feet watch him wiggling
Beat him down pretty good
In front
how I need to, hundred bands and nothin' less
I ain't lettin' nothin' stop me, nah, I'm almost at the top
I know you see me doin' good, but this my
I know the real ones by my side cuz they got my back
My life is an endless race it got me runnin track
Call me Mario cuz I'm movin a level
Mindset
For so many fakes and so many mistakes made
By my given families temptation
To fate because of nothin but hate for my unconditional love
An unwanted
me
Yeah I meant goodfella Joe Pesci
Woah Imma Hit em with a yippie ki yay
They gon hate but I'm saved and I'm energized
I'm listening for the inner
I back the fuck out the bitch quick
Cause these hoes ain't shit
They good for open mix shit
I put they mind on my dick
Gotta put my ???, keep my hoes
Mo potent than good weed and Angie
Mind gone ain't nothin you can say ta me
Heart colder than North Dakota
I held shit down like crushed by a boulder
good to be back
See me on the slab with a beautiful 'llac
If you wanna jack, I got somethin for you
Caught another case, so I gotta call my lawyer
Got
say nothin' when these niggas be talkin', I'm ready for action though
I play hot potato with these bitches, I'ma pass your ho
Say I love a bitch, but
sent you
Let em come, have em all open wide like dentals
Heard they work for cheap, think I might rent you
If you feel I disrespected you, good, I
eat I can't sleep
Countdown I count change I count sheep
You and me baby maybe we ain't meant to be
I was good to you but your company
Bad for me
Tell
sayin? And fa sho no lie
29th Street Crip Gang nigga, C-Bo holdin' nothin' back
Yukmouth, Spice 1 and we do it live, for the world it's still fuck off
eat a good bowl of cereal
Then get back to killing niggas, man, that's what I'm finna do
I wake up, wake up, wake up, tryna get me a bag
I be strollin'
Good boy but came from piss poor
Im sure thats why it took so long to get more
20 somethin, makin 7 dollars and somethin
An hour to stay in inspired
by the zipper and pop with the ruger
A rude sense of humor, I stick like a tumor, I'm stupid and picky, but good with computers
Don't play round with
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