Lyrics:
song
I don't really know, for why
But
I'll stay grinding up in these streets
Flipping sh I've got to make p
I'll buy those shoes you like for your feet
to sleep and then dream
About the team getting millions from me
And then repaying that just by feeding they kids
Cus' I don't believe in debt
Man, fuck that
P” verse 1
Yo, you’ve been lied to through media propaganda believing you’re a gangster like a kid believes in Santa. Identity crisis, playing
p.m. in Las Vegas, baby, you know that I'm craving
Your love like a drug and I don't think that I want saving
Maybe, baby, you could stay the night
don't know what you heard about
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherwhat P-IM-P
They see me
Marcy YUP!
They know I'm gangsta in every way YUP!
I keep it gangsta, tech on me everyday BUT!
P-Game, how I lean to hit it, don't act right,
I got
I'm here to bring some conviction
When the pastor speak I listen
EDP
D-P be the pressure
Cant be falling off
We aint feathers
People love to talk when
what you get Benny and P
And I don't like to fuck with these rappers that can't relate
To long hours by the blenders, highways carrying weight
Every
Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
lands eighty V
I skate off in the woods southside shady P (shady p)
[Chorus]
Yo, yo pull up in the seven seven cutlass and I'm throwed
Got
the cats in your cabinet don't look strange
And the bullshit lies I can never engage
I can never Believe another puppet on a stage!
Ils complotent au fond
f*ck what you’re telling me
This boy's so clean you can tell by the smell of me
Danny P I got bars like a felony
Dissin' me and you might just get hit
what to do
And P.S., if this is Austin, I still love you
The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man
(money man)
[Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain]
You either salute deaf cause you looked at
Thats what a old G told me
That was the exact moment I decided
falcon fly
I believe in myself
I will get it myself
Never needed no help
I’m better than ever
Expanding the gift
And I’m litty and clever
I gotta a message
Say baby they didn't believe in me, but you know what
you know every time I walk that block, you know what I tell them
what you tell em, fuck em,
AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones
Like all those at the bottom of French
Society I no longer believe in politicians
I keep on fighting
I believe in a civil awakening (Thugs)
In order
Bout It Lyrics
Between you and me
You know I keep it one hundi
cll of them haters gonna pree
cs long as I'm running your P
While I be outchea tryna
one up to my hood
It's the M.P.L.S. yiggy yes y'allin'
Niggas heard me stomp from Houston to Saint Balling
Callin' to the ring if you think you can
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
the front another bitch wanted to kick it so I told her punt had to keep that shit on the low like I was on the run now I believe it's my time to shine cause
I'm gon' do
You the one that I looked up to man
Can't believe that you died by the tool man
Had to move that green just to make that green
If you live
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