Lyrics:
all have a ball, I Said mama, I'ma do it for you, I'ma
Make sure you have it all, I'ma do it for my Pops too, yeah you know he my dog, he said
He gon'
on the floor, though
We ain't doin' no duckin', we buckin' and pluckin
We'll glizzle him all over the wall, or
Shoot it up right in front of the store door
got the devil on my back god on my side anything i thought i wanted i grew and realized that it was all jaded use to want to be famous until i saw
with a new bitch i just couldn't believe it.
Thought the nigga only liked bad bitches
Guess times getting hard so he take what he can get
And if you
she sent me, and I cried for weeks
This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me
niggas is always what I stood for
I'm all in, I don't play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it's all a sin,
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried,
wine
He said you know that guitar once belonged to a mighty close pal of mine
He used to play it right here I forget the year around '45 I think
Ha I
he lay}
Tortured by everything he saw, yet wishing along the way
[His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor]
{Still trying
mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
'Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother
mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
'Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother
the lowest
I will put 31 shots through your throat
They say Papi chill you do the most
Whole time he saw me I ain't never spoke
I ain't gettin loud I ain't
booth, Mazi that too noble and the rest of you cuz we gon meet our moment of truth yeah we all gon meet our moment of truth
Break:
All all the things
from
Yea
Coming around this way don't you do it
Hawk'emdown keep da cutter on em'
Call of duty
All designer on me but a nigga really trooping
Niggas
around in his ju'causezi"
[all agree]
M3: "it also reminds me of the time I saw a 60 year old guy slide down one of those things and he was going so fast
a whole lot of bills but it's not in the bank[01:44.55]Did it all by ourselves we got no one to thank[01:46.30]I done went put a tab on my
at 12 I saw my first murder by the discount store
It was my brothers and myself by the fire door
I saw how his food got ate - for sure
Bullets hit his
right
They hear bow and run off and hide
They've got shit corn, hashtag don't ride
And if it weren't done by the mandem
It probably got done by
beam
People was too afraid to stick him up
Because he had the most notorious brothers to come and pick him up
When I reached ten years old
I
done and over
Was because I drove'er
Through all the static
Not stick but automatic
That's the way it is
He gotta get his
Talin' MLK
Gonna find
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
parties gettin' dances on the wall
Now you see a nigga lit and I'm the shit just like stall
Motivated by the money swear I gotta have it all
Brodie right
gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
All slip away
There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which
shooters, gang bang, it's all a influence
I ain't talking bout the sex to murder killers, so they don't tune into it
They don't want to hear that music, they
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