Lyrics:
son
One time, and this time we're gonna prove it
Anything he wants me to do, you know I'll do it
Ain't nothin' to it, I'mma do this one right
And teach
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?
This ain't serious
Being broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50
Run out of time
The only time I want to do right now
Is feel you by my side
Hear me darlin', hear me darlin'
I can't be more sincere
The only
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
as James the King
I got a partner by my right hand
Though Savon is the hype man
But he thinks that he can do something I can't do
"What's that?" - command
the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yard
'cause see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard
I told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eight
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
We were barrelling' down old 17
When a man with a blinking red light was on our tail
He said, "You were doin' 60 in a 45
But I'm gonna let you go
And it turns out Notey wasn't recording it
And I was like, fuck
So now I gotta do this whole shit again
Hehehehe
And I'm gonna make it as authentic
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that paid the cost
I really don't give a damn
'Cause I ain't the one who's gonna take the loss
And he ain't checked the time on his wrist
He probably somewhere lying to a chick
Talkin' 'bout he rich, no, it ain't right
How he gonna' leave my big
just on spite
Niggas got to fuck me right
You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody)
If you keep on treating me the way you do
dead
Cuz it looks like
Nowadays they only do it for the Clout
And nowadays they only want You for the
Clout
Rich-P said it best and I think he Was
he ride by me
Nigga going down if he ride by me
Nigga going down if he ride by me
Srt now he on that T
Boy we could tell you that you ain't from
And he's not afraid of stage fright
That's right
He really did it this time
That's right
He really fell from grace right?
Throw your shade
Not afraid
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
But the dumbest thing that he could ever do (could ever do, was what?)
Was try to buck a .380 on those that act shady
Tell me, now what you gonna do
'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19, to 2019, been murderin' this
a two in that four (dang)
Whoa, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (pull
missed a court date, you stayed on the lawyer
And I know P. Mims gonna miss you he was really for you
Use to tell me to my face when I would bull of shit
right
(Willie!)
The women of today ain't with it
If you ain't gonna be loyal, forget it
I know the deal, so I admit it
Because I knew a brother
but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might
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