Lyrics:
music I give depth to my fans
Money the root to all evil
I guess it's death in them bands
If my penmen-ship is lethal
I got death in my hands
Hands uh
No
die tonight
Got a lot on my mind, you know that I'm high tonight
I left that black Hublot at home
So really I don't got the time
My nigga got by
baby is not by me
So do you know
No no no no no no no
How I feel
No no no no no no no
Fire burn to the deepest side of me
Anytime when my baby is not by
thoughts
I ain no savage but mah nigga I've seen a lot
Used be capping mah niggas bout shooting a block
Shooting these rhymes stay outta bars I don't got
more I wanna spend this time
Just let you know you always be up on my mind
Don't wanna be alone no more you feeling what I'm saying
You done took me by
Some things are going wrong, and I don’t feel fine
The evils of the world corrupting young minds
Most of my people struggling to get by
Embracing
to the bills got my mind on the mills
On the road 406 we ain't had no time to chill
2015, 3 o clock, flipping M
We was whipping in that H, me chase Mack and them
happen
I always got the bros by my side
Priorities right, for the craft
Like my nigga what's happenin
Hook: Mazo
But I wouldn't really say
It's all games
know you grown
Your on your own now
We can take a flight
To paradise now
So come one now
Your Genuinely confusing
By what you said last night
No
gats
His moms walked in cold stare mad dogging me
Never did like me
It's still mind boggling
An hour in and we still got the game up
Our squad no joke
is squid games when them boys drive by (Shesh)
Oh nah don't get hit with the woo wop
Keep your mind straight keep it good and whatnot
Always be
to find that where my mind at?
Where my mind at? It goes on and on
It goes on and on
Ay yo, the time lapse between now and then
Got me thinking that I
My heart, got stripped
From you, stole it
Won't trip, hold it
No more, joking
I'll be open
I been going through life
Lotta stress oh my
But i'm back
through the weekend
We got no service
We got no service
My minds on auto I'm the highest in the room
And I'm the pilot you can reach me on the moon
Just
We pray, asking for forgiveness for our sinful ways
With mind, body, spirit and faith
We pray
Amen
Yeah (amen) you like that right? (Amen)
I
We pray, asking for forgiveness for our sinful ways
With mind, body, spirit and faith
We pray
Amen
Yeah, you like that right? I wrote it myself
This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'
dirty down low dough making it clean
And mind you I was only thirteen
A rebel with a cause
A street level hustler with cash
Coming out the pores
Breaking
it down, I still got the feelin', baby
Slow it down, no more runnin' around
Some days, I can't get out of bed
Crippled by negative thoughts inside
Ye ye ye I love the way she dancing
She gon be my shawty by the way she moving oh yeah
She got what I need to get me to the peak oh yeah
Feels so
no brakes, I'm pushing the limits, my foot to the floor
Yeah I got love for you, but all of the drama I don't and it's best that you go and move
I keep it cool
Got some shit on my mind you ain't knew
Got some more I won't tell cause it's cool
When you did me wrong
You should've known
I can't
you off my mind
Baby we almost, almost, almost got it right
Uh huh, Yeah
Uh huh, Almost
Baby
Remembering the time when we first met
The love in your
people telling me your truest side
Ion be everywhere but I got niggas saying they know i
I got millions on my mind
I ain't tryna waste no time
Please don't
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