Lyrics:
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
right round playing round get you laid down
Cause I don't play motherfuckers its ACES we cause a ruckus
How these fools gang banging but were never
a cM and, compose a ranp,
That's why I'm super-charged pushing higher, at some level that u would never get,
I'm solid, from all the lessons street
more running from my goblins... deal with all in silence
Actions speaking loud, so I know you hear me (swerve) (swerve)
To cold give me a jacket
Music
Am I ever gonna quit?
Hell Naw
Will I dumb it down a bit?
Hell naw
Am I running with the shit?
Fucking right I bring the levels to this bitch
You
when it comes to getting mines, never will I fail
I like my music with substance, something that make me think
Some shit I can smoke weed to cuz I aint
Everybody
And Go To Hell
If They Don't Like Me
Back on my bull shit
My attitude is
Weirdo music
Therapeutic
It's about time that they let the phucking
Weirdo
on for my fam with the T-R-I-P
You know about conflict
You know about trouble
We get it by the boat load aye
That shit don't mean nothing
Do you let it
I've done
Without you
Thought that I could belong
Never thought that you could be so cruel
All you need is some friends
Won't be by yourself
Let's go
a promise
'Cause I don’t wanna let you down, you’ll think it’s all nonsense
So I told you straight up that I may just have a problem
Don’t do no drugs, I
Well, brother Joe never had a lot
He became a man of God
Started preaching at the church down by mile marker 17
He works his days, he works his
Shades down, no you can't approach me
I just wanna work on the low-key (Work on the low-key)
Do my own stunts call me Jackie, then I take a hunnid
to give your family your time
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you
I can't get
And I'll never have
Dare I ask for
Certain closures
And convictions
To a lie
With such hopeless
Needs and longing
I will let you
Pass me
y'all niggas so surprised that Tekashi told?
Ain't a real street nigga 'less you got a code
Mines one comma, nigga, followed by a lot of O's
In
the elevator down. Aw these problems! You see I?m never on this level. Uh, maybe it?s in here.
EUBANGDERE
Oh my way, oh my way, oh my way...
KWIRK
You
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay
West coast rider, coming right behind you
Should have never fucked with me
I want money, hoes, sex
It's a lot complicated, not all will embrace it
There's some of them that hate it, let's face it
You cannot erase it, or even try to change it
We'll make
Hindered by embarrassment
I never had a gift
I just work good at sharing it
Hey Kal it's mom
I know you been really busy with your music and all
I just
wonder why I don't work well
I'm broke as hell
The music made me known as well
So I invested in crow and shells
Cause where I'm from, you slip
You
wanted was happiness
All he ever wanted was positivity
All he ever wanted to do was entertain
And this boy went through hell
You gotta understand, his
fiend's titty, huh
In every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, knahmean?
I hit the scene niggas
Invite her over to your house and tell her bout the time you spent chilling with Satan down in hell
Tell her all there is to tell
Take her downtown
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