Lyrics:
sidetracked by the devil we gone pray right now,
cnd we gone pray hard and deep, so the devil can feel it,
Lord if this is your will then your will so be it,
We
Focus on this money 'cause I'm tryna live lavish
Jenga, stack it
Got me a bad b****
Oh wait, told lil baddie come my way
You can spend the night at my
cooked like bacon
Can't believe you're not butter you thought you was on it
Out trying to flaunt it but it's just Blue Bonnet
And now it's my turn kid
selling em
Made him fly now he thinks he's a pelican
Leave me alone when am feeling petulant
Man can't be around us
Man can't be around us
If man ain't
Keep my brothers right by me
You other niggas get to pack it
I was broke nigga I was embarrassed
Now my pocked filled up with the cabbage
Now this
I know that I can't be stopped by an injunction
I know they despise the man who see's how it functions
I know that life blows like like a bitch in
hoes man I’m all about my cash
Got the shit on smash yeah the shit on smash
And I’ll probably die young cause I’m living life fast
These lames can’t
at the end of the rainbow
That's why I tend to lay low, 'cause they can't judge you
By what they don't know, man I made it through that rain
With no raincoat,
know how to live in
World without you
I want you to feel the way that I do
I got a problem but I can't get through
All of this shit that my brain's
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
fake wishing me well
I was fucked up
I was all by myself
Now I be stuffing the cash in my denims
I want it all
I'ma ball with no limits
Friends turned
dollar man
Quick to overlook corruption cause power come with them bands
Fuck Trump
Bring Obama back
Somebody bring the Panthers back
Bitch it’s gon be
Thinking bout all this shit that I do for you
Gotta be your one
Can't be your number two
Roses they stay red and dead prezzies blue
Yeah dead
Did counseling, couldn't force me to stay
Something happens when you say I do, we go astray
Why did we mess it up? We was friends, we had it all
and repping my fam' with passion
Remember its Q-Dement', you bastards
[Esoteric]
Tell your man and your parents we be demanding that Brandon appearance
and there’s no one near. Will I disappear, forever living, ever long, your concern in me is turning me into something that I’m not (no)
It’s all about, makin
me?
Dem nigga's ain't gon' play
They gon' just hump
They ain't gon do it yo way
I can't hate and say what they gon' do
All I know is that I'm true
said it's all real it's just the thug in me
(verse 1)
Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble
you see
Cant you see
That we are fighting for nothing cause they don’t want peace
Chorus
In this world that we living in
Its all about taking and not
a hater I stay elevated
Of course they gonna hate it, because they got bills and can’t pay it
Minimum wage salving, purple haze is what I’m blazing
Half man
that you loved me so I said it feeling off next
To you all teary eyed I wondered what was going on yet
I never said a word before you got into your car
hell
In this society we all live in a fish tank and all the water
Is owned by the markets and the banks
One things for sure is I can't come up for air
nigga all I did is make niggas money
Wit sonny now its funny, you playa hate niggas
Over some cake the fake of a show me state nigga
In my face will be
ayyyeeee
We gon' say that shit again, free my niggas in the pen
We the type to break them out, man, they'll be wrong to let me in
It's okay, I took some L's,
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