Lyrics:
their team went and bought sticks
About arsenals, your team never bought shit
It's not by force, be a goon
Cause there's no turning back when it booms
on the Hennessy until a nigga fallin
[Jim Jones]
Jones... now I'ma push it to the limit, I was dyin to be the boss
And we was up early cause grindin was a sport
the jungle
Of grimmest concrete
Buckled
Limbs made crazy
Not enough food to feed us
Hungry
This shit
Got me
Wound up
Help me
When will
This be
Over
Vape stick
a hard nine
If you trying to find these shoes
They gonn be hard for you to find
Rocking presidential rollies, it ain't hard to tell time
I had my ups,
Whattup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
through at this time, but it must have been incredibly hard to be torn between her daughter and her husband. It was not easy for her or any of my family
through my phone
I searched the whole world over
Then I found I was in my dome
Bro, from the start, had
The hardest bars, bitch, i'm Marcus Smart
I go hard
this is the last time
Don't make me over
'Cause I can be faithful
Baby you're my number one
You're my number one
Now who is she?
What's her name?
this is the last time
Don't make me over
'Cause I can be faithful
Baby you're my number one
You're my number one
Now who is she?
What's her name?
this is the last time
Don't make me over
'Cause I can be faithful
Baby you're my number one
You're my number one
Now who is she?
What's her name?
on my mind
Man I thought my song WestSide was a long time
I been Feeling these emotions so I put em ina rhyme
I Might b outta pocket you can blame it ona
look at the bill
By the time I’m 32 I'll be worth a couple mill
Your son on the move closed a couple of deals
Anything you need, say the word
Just keep
NOE:
Waddup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
to be
They told me take my time
When writin' for you, pen it carefully
I said, "Nah fuck that i'm disrespectful"
You gonna have to smack ya
Mother
know it
Till you?re run over by the truth
He?s a train without a whistle
You won?t ever hear a sound
By the time the heartache hits you
He?s
no time to work im steadying wanting more
everyday is a test yes I try hard but im struggling
with every breath. I pray to god that the that the
woman
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
the right way to go?
I left this place a long time ago
I'm the lead in this dumb show
They keep calling me Jim Crow
What's the right way to go?
I left this
inspired by our times
Of she who said I was her Jim but I only cut ties
Back then it was a pair that's best
A young trumpeteer and a clarinet
Gettin'
It takes the whole of us to make the U.S. the place to be
Not a slogan on a red hat, peddled like crack
Time for America to take its integrity back
Aiyyo wordup Dunn
Man you know how I feel
Gotta be more to it than this word up
This what it's all about Dunn? Uh?
Eating drinking fucking
time that you're close by
Oh my God I can't wait till I get over you
Gotta get, gotta get over
Gotta get, gotta get over
Gotta get, gotta get over
Can't
did
Go Jim
I'm steady flowing so easily
I can't stop the words when I speak em so freely it's like I'm
Moving backwards through time motherfucker
My
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