Lyrics:
Shout out to Cash
And my mother
Living life on the daily
No I ain't got time for them triggers
I know these niggas tryna play me
But I ain't got
money, this ain't no fuckin' Play-Doh
Brodie down for double homicide, I try to tell him, "Lay low"
C don't like to drive, but he spin good, I'm
care about the haters, please
He done paid his dues, paid his fees
He done stayed overseas, made his G's
But now I got a wife and she bad as Halle
it
On if the shoe fit
Niggas always talking cash shit but
Never had a kit
I just met a plug in PR
Get him for twenty one
He told me i'm the man
recordin', smokin' weed, smokin' dope (die slow, die slow)
Drinkin' a lil' lean, I actually did good, I ain't drink but a pint this whole tour
Yeah, on tour,
it with a pound
This a dope ass sound, and I'm not playin' round
But I play on downs, 4 downs
You ain't gotta hold me down, do it by myself
You ain't
but you never cop nothin'
Been hustlin' a long time
[Bridge]
Listen, baby
You ain't gotta fake hard to impress me
Cause I done seen alot of so
jumpin'
(Jumpin', let's go)
Say that he gon' kill me, uh
That boy ain't on nothin'
(Okay, let's go)
Promise I know that you bluffin', yeah
(Let's go)
Gon'
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
wouldn't do shit
Now in jail
Cause he blew it
Won't prevail
Never knew it
Going prison
But he's joining
Joining soon is
Going prison
It is too soon
What is
People tryna push me till i break but we built different not bendin
Tryna talk to God cause times been hard i guess that message still pendin
I done
as a spirit
Y'all can all jump in it
That's what you might as well do
If you gonna live life timid
And I ain't never been intimidated
Believe me, and I
hearin, I'm surrounded by crows
Back in the bay, we was runnin' out stores
Don't talk about me, then call me your damn bro
Nigell be snappin, he finna blow
point six what the tax gon' keep
After working these shift for the past four weeks
Had to take a step back like Harden
But ain't never played 'round in
They ain't see it in me (yeah)
Before I touch this mic', I was been hype
Just my bread different (yeah)
All us from the booth, that's off the flip
All he
who he's done this to
And you better watch out cuz he'll kill you too
Now you're caught, but I know you ain't sorry
Slashed all the tires of your red
children
I ain't even had em yet but know they coming I can feel em
Before I ever made the money I'd have ended up jail
Well Thank the Lord He showed me I
I'm never gon change so I'm stuck until I'm forty.
And I know he ain't treating you right cause you say that he don't adore me.
And I wanna catch up but
we done)
'Cause this a story out the Wood (Out The Wood)
Let me tell y'all why I got my homie on a shirt (Woah)
Truth, he was a real nigga, always put
whom all things are possible
And you would not believe all the good things he's done to me
Onesimus is not the same, now he's like a son to me
So if you
the bottle
Never I play, you know I'm 'bout murderin'
I ain't gotta say it
You don't cross me, I don't cross you
But understand a Hot Boy gotta floss too
Look,
by law
People call me the Picasso of paintin' the town
But I've finally grown up
I finally changed from that someone I was to somebody I ain't
But
by law
People call me the Picasso of paintin' the town
But I've finally grown up
I finally changed from that someone I was to somebody I ain't
But
'cross the world
You can put us side by side but there's no comparing
Y'all just not as good
I mean, I'm new to fatherhood but that shit been apparent
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