Lyrics:
stop callin' me "twin," I'ma say that shit again (stop callin' me twin)
You ain't never killed no man
So you could never fit in my skin, it's Big Gucci
nothin' but this real pimpin', beeyatch
Pimpin' ain't no illusion and pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that heroin and yo' pimp tripped out
gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothin' to do with a scale
Or bein' gay, little faggot, but by the way
Thoughts are gettin' darker by the day
why I never stress
I don't need a lot, but you know that's what I got
Ain't always with the answers, I'm grateful for the test
Stay thankful never less
got him some freaks
If I ain't in Dolce Gabanna, they bite like piranhas, I probably Versace my teeth
Send threats on the net but be hiding from me
I
of things, I ain't never been a coward
See the paparazzi crowded all around me now
Same niggas who was dissin' want a pound like I'm see now
Showered with
Now ain't dat da troo...?
Are ya list'nin' to da man?
Dis is da man who saved me...
I was wicked,
I was mad,
But dis is de man who showed me da
Rap ain't nothin' but cash, money, bitches, foreign cars and trees
Cristal by the cases, bad bitches by the flocks
I know I promised my niggas I'd
pussy ho, shake that ass
You're like the 84 but rich
Cause it's sittin on glass
Ain't nothin happenin but tricks gettin broke
Fucked a lot of politicians
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass
take your life
Just to get them brownie points
Young Mack Jr, ain't nothin' but 14, Mack Jr think he tough
Mack Jr be havin' problems with his
get it slow in
They be tellin' me that I be movin' too fast
But it's too bad
It's good for me, nothin' do less
It's too easy, I'm mindin' my business
up
Fuckin' on your bitch, throw it up
Drinkin' on the dirty soda
Promise I'ma never go sober
Nigga ain't nothin' but some vultures
Percocets,
when she come back to you
That's a million dollar night, kiss
(Mwah, oh oh)
She ain't nothin' but a no-good
Diamond-watchin' woman
Only love me 'cause
sound fuckin' dumb cause the
Battle I ain't afraid but
I was kinda scared to battle this nigga here
Straight up
Nah, but not cause of the rhymes he made
that he could've
Bawled us out and told us never to be seen drivin' garbage around in the
Vicinity again, which is what we expected
But when we
at the game, they gotta be slaves
This shit ain't never gon' stop
Niggas turn rats, you thinkin' like, "How was he raised?"
I used to trap in the rain, thank
The year's boutta change
Think of who done changed up the years
Sure we got gifts and the snow songs
But think of where matter done came from
It
They ain't got empathy for me
They stare at me
They use my couch when they needed the therapy
Took what they needed but never took care of me
They
niggas greasy because I'm built like that
Bury niggas easy 'cause they get kiled like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either
gang, they ain't let me crash in flames
Sure would've been a shame if I just died with just street accolades (but I'm alive)
Buckle down, harder,
like Cuba Gooding good to me
Nah I ain't made enough yet to get my boys out the hood
But once I do y'all niggas ain't gon' be able to say nothin' to me
[Verse 3]
You know what he said man? he got smart with me
He said call the mortuary, order some flowers
You quit your game but we ain't never quit ours
[Kaveo]
Bullshit ain`t nothin
You see we gone keep this thuggin
and mean muggin jump until it`s a done deal
You see E-40 and Sick Wid It bring the real
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