Lyrics:
right and trouble on my other hand
Life is a tight rope I'm dyin' the balance in
And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man
A simple dude who can exude
I left
Girl I'm like a tool grab me and use me
Where do you want me by the fireplace or the jacuzzi
I never slipped yo I got my grip like a handle
And she jacking the Sweepers
But giving me mop
I took his bitch
She was jacking my bop
Bro I just peeped in that V
Its the opps
I tell brody chill he was
a 10 Speed
I know some things we can try to this
Count money get high to this
Let’s ride to this
We been getting to it that’s a Understatement
They ain’t
them
Fine hoes in your videos, you drapin' them
Green screens of the projects
You safe in them!
Fine cars in your videos, you pay for them?
Shit, I can
kept bee's colonizing in hives
And stung Delores Tucker right in her pride
The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide
Strictly 4 My Niggaz that were
no cigar
Pull up in my hood fresh as
Hell like a trap star
All a nigga do is talk fibs, he a cap star
Nigga can't tell me shit about no drank
I done
I said, if we never get a chance to be together
Go with Jah, Tanya love yuh, wha me seh?
It's a pity, you already have a wife
And me done have
C'mon, yeah, villain
C'mon, aight?
I got this side right here
Take this side right there
C'mon do this
Busta Bus
C'mon, aight?
C'mon (here we
haze
The Northern Lights get ya ass in a daze
Purple hydro, Indonesian skunks, you can tell by the funk
All we need is Fonzo' leaf or a blunt
Easy
was mad at dad
And now I understand, that's just what life can do Memories in my head of me fighting you
I know I called you crazy, at times you fucking
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
it
Anybody wanna see 'em I can make 'em a believer
At your neck like Gillette, get you and the nigga next to you
In present time they sayin' that
Tryna bite my sound
But It's funny how
You can hear me now
But not back then
When I screamed and shout
Tell me why you came back around
How do you, how
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
nigga
Weezy F. Baby, believe that
Haha, yeah
I got the twenty-four inches sittin' on them Joe Buddens
And the trunk straight jumpin'
Bitch, I can
I do it but it ain't Montel
It's the knight in rusty armor, hardcore rap designer
That be dissin pussy niggaz in scoops of eyeliner
'cause look
pride
The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide
Strictly 4 My Niggaz that were Ready To Die in the ride
I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted
Excuse me miss
You are finer than a mutha
You can call me joe
Almost made a brother stutter
That back taking me back back
Snacks was in my backpack
Crush I
It's a quiet place
Quiet time
Got goons that step outta line
Fall back rewind
New Patek and its not for time
Get shot trayvon
Like big sean man I
squeeze, make it stutter
Two shots from the dots, that's dumb and dumber
High road get lock arff
Do it, then run arff
Hit it from the back, then I run
catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11
Ah big Danz said a step man, can't win (uh)
1-Luv to my niggas in the YOU KNOW
Gettin' swoll, bulkin' up, drinkin'
you go passing me by
My world can never stop spinning
I got a girl in every city and they all know my name
Andrea and Sabrina, and Tanya and Tina
gone be Philty rich ain't that a Bitch
A young ghetto boy on my CEOshit
Louisiana game me so I can't be tricked
I can see you slick like a phony brick
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