Lyrics:
like that chump Charles Stewart
They're always claiming, that the devil made me do it
For insurance, he killed his wife and his child
And blamed it
friend
He only calls her on a Friday
I swear I call her til the world end
She only loves me when I’m dreaming
I know your broke and need your bills paid
The IRS callin' your phone, boy, it might be a bill collector
The tax man ringin' your phone, girl
They're here to extract your nectar
The IRS
wanna hit 'em in the face (ha ha ha)
Tell these haters quit copyin me
I got that speed and harmony, what the fuck?
Right there, what you say? (what did he
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
And he said unto the woman
Yea, hath God said, ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon’ see me when
That kind of thing is gonna make me Loose my patience
We all blind
Blinded by our eyes
Blinded by our pride
Yeah we blinded by our lies
I say we all
(By us some snacks)
Shawty hold my number before she sent me her nudes (Sent me her nudes)
She told me, "Rylo, it's a honor, you know I dropped out
it's cosy
Watching telly, doing dishes, patching pants and making wishes
And he'll say, Bill should have wired
And, Not tonight dear, I'm too tired
I'm writing it?
Tryna feed the kids
The narcs striking us like lighting
My young boy 17 took a 20 to 40
By the time he do that 20, my youngin' be 40
finger
Big batty gyal, locked Insta
Wray in her cup now she wants some mixup
I dunno why this girls' still trust me
Fuckries, I just wan' jeet and bill it
liars selling but it didn't play out
Got a thousand in Bitcoin he could request a pay out
And get back to his old ways but that barely paid the bills
He
down
By Mr Tom Hughes town
I got a woman
Lives on Stony Hill
She used to sit down and gamble with
Mr Buffalo Bill
He's a bad man
You got
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
I think it happened during the mist of a winter
When it was inching near the end of December
And m&m had entered up into an event
And then he went
the UPS man
'cause everything he gives me
Is somethin' I want
Next thing, guess who shows up, man (who?)
It's you with the bill for
That somethin' I bought
and I been it still
Pop me a perc ain't no benadryl
Caught him in the streets
He got killed
On asphalt, road kill
All my cash, old as hell
It's all my
If he mean muggin me he gonna die for that look
Got the burner on me he a small frie he get cooked
I ain't givin shit back that I took
And the kid
the third
Who went by the nickname of Buddy
Led a life that tells a helluva story
But today is the day that it ends
He Was the only son of Peggy and Louis
movin' left, let it show you what is right
Picture yourself when now as a lil' youngin', an Oxon Hill youngin'
numbing down the pain, tryin' to see if he
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
you know what I'm sayin?
This some old bitch
(Yo, there he is right now)
(Yo what's up, Bushwick?)
Cock this
Bushwick Bill is on the goddamn
The Glock, now it's hard for me to
Top (Gettin' back up)
I've been feelin' like I'm stranded
I'm standin' alone by myself
Now I've been talkin' to
Myself,
there Jessie Sullivan, I've seen you over the hill
My name is Richard Brown, but you can call me uncle Bill
I like the way you fight son, it's something
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