Lyrics:
tough around fam though
Never be scared of the bitch That ain't never get lit
But we lit as a bitch though
And yeah we the sickest We was raised by my
at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna'
at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna'
me
Keepin' good energy and I'm prayed up
Tunnel vision, ain't nothing can faze us
Once you cross me, ain't nothin' can save you
Pull that thing
You can hold your man, you can hold your man
You can hold your man, you can hold, hey
Hit it
Good God, get it
Hit me now
Good God
Never get
man
You never left me, nah
You ain't ever leave me, nigga
I had to sit here, and, I had to sit here and tell myself that
I don't take nothin
I be
I'ma make you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed minded fucks were too blind to see
I be
I'ma make you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed minded fucks were too blind to see
like ooh, ooh
Teach me some new things, be my Guru
I'm doin' this for the bald hair hoes, long hair hoes
Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin' but hoes
an example by an ex-trapper
Dress the coupe in the shoes, now that's dapper
Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only
but
Right On Time
Devil will deceive idle minds
He's a lie
Can't take nothin' from me yeah
He's Alive
All The Time God is Good
God is Good All The Time
better than you do
Do what he wants, give what he wants expect 'em come to you
Ain't it funky now?
Can I get some help?
Look for me some help!
Than
better than you do
Do what he wants, give what he wants expect 'em come to you
Ain't it funky now?
Can I get some help?
Look for me some help!
Than
weekly)
I could tell she goin' (goin') by how she greet me (by how she greet me)
Your baby daddy pussy (pussy), he ain't on nothin' (he ain't on nothin
(Let me tell ya)
(What He's)
He delivered and restored my faith (Let me tell ya)
(What He's done)
(What He's done)
There ain't nothin' (Let me tell ya)
tell me nothin'
I know what I'm doin'
I've been up to somethin' n**** you can't tell me nothin'
Skye I got ya boy
You n***** ain't tellin' me nothin
Mmh
Mh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, no, oh, no
Whoa, oh, no
Whoa, no, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, no
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't
Mmh
Mh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, no, oh, no
Whoa, oh, no
Whoa, no, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, no
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't
up
Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters)
No matter how much money we went through
We never let the paper change us (we ain't
And remember when your Lord proclaimed
If you give thanks by accepting faith and worshipping none but Me, Allah
I will give you more of My blessings
But if you
If you got the dice, put it all on
Live by the sword or die by it but sometimes you gotta fall on it
Hey, ain't it funny how the dumbest niggas know
the best I could
Sometimes I guess my best ain't good, enough
Cause when it's over, said shit done
You sittin' by yourself mixed up
But I tried, I tried
me brotha
We was eighteen gettin it, chevys all colours
Super far from a sucka, he ain't neva tuck his tail
On the east of Atlanta givin these sucka
never to old to be afraid
Nine-millis & battle plans both had been drawn
And the traps were all set by Kevin, for John
As two Christmas legends prepared
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