Lyrics:
When I got passed by doc
I thought about it
Yep that definitely
Was doc watson!
Can you believe he passed me
Riding shotgun in a datson?
Well, I accepted
Grrt, boom, boom
Lil Tjay
Oh, oh
Uh
Streets got 'em, ain't no savin' them boys
Grandma tryna pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one
to the
Looking at the media they say I got a baby
On the way by Nicki I'm
Thinking the media crazy
Young nigga getting to the money
Dreams Worth More Than Money it
the moons and the sun
Dice game, praying to the heavens I don't throw a one
Raekwon with Elmos Supreme fiends
Baby TEC in the faulty four jeans, yo
Shot
face
K2 Super sayin' he steppin' by this twin and brother's bitch
Got a wicked plan, kill his fam, fuck up his grandma's shit
He a stupid man, think I'm
I over shine, ain't no niggas over Sean
Toll rollin by the quarter so I guess we're going overtime.
'Til we're Dumb high, dumb high
Westside, bitch
against my grandma
She never could out pray her
We so good over here, we so good
And since I left for college I
Been living in the hood
Crazy ain’t it, my
Yo, Fresh, you ready?
I'm ready, man, let me do this (run it, run it)
What? What? What? What? (Sheeit)
What? What? What? What you, what you need,
that I got soaked by
Now you can come closer, you can get warm but you get no pie
But you can sell it for 'em so here's you bow tie
Now get ready
was cunning
Just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin' my money, I need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' stray shots
Been a Top Dawg,
at the Holiday Inn - Oh No
And it's beginning to snow
VENDOR #2
How about a fur -
In perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by
Christmas spirit
And then by mid-December we'll have been won over
We'll be on board the Christmas train with mint and Russle Stovah
Our brains will be
the VIP by the pendant
Still in a meeting, be back in a minute
I tell her activate, throw it back, it got an appetite
Patek K call me six figures,
heart
12 days of Christmas just ain't enough
I need more so that I can get more stuff
And if Grandma gets run over by a reindeer each day
She'll
money, man, it's right here in my face
I got the Devil on my back, I don't wanna be up in that place
My grandma tell me to be safe, I just keep running
Kind of murder, don’t mind if I do
My grandma and your grandma
Sitting by the fire
My grandma told your grandma
"I'm gonna set your will on fire"
Talking
on my denim
Blood on my heart
Blood on my soul
Bae, I got demons inside of my body they won't let me go
Before it's too late
Go run and hide, I'm gone
And Them Hating nigga tryna run me over like a charge I beat em like technical foul
Look at my dawg in the back yea me and my nigga we really raw
And we
currency views
Kind of murder don't mind if I do
My grandma and your grandma sitting by the fire
My grandma told your grandma, "I'm gonna set your will
Mud-covered cornfields starin' out my back door
The barn's leaning over now and that deer don't run no more
So much life before, now that dream is
the Second World War
Massacre the deer like 1994 Rwanda
Run 'em over in my car at 90 miles an hour
Put 'em in a free-for-all
And douse 'em all with alcohol
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
the better
Pray I don't go out cold, I'll probably die over jealousy
And I know I ain't perfect but I pray my children are heaven sent
R.I.P my grandma, I miss
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