Lyrics:
here, up out your range
Don't try to be G, that's not your thang
You try me G, that Glock gon' bang
K I N G, that's not gon' change
I'm rich, bitch, I
told to be quite
I'm suppose to be violent from living where they keep dying
But how I'm suppose to move on?
When I can't leave them behind
I failed my
night yeah man we run the streets got so much money man I am throwing money on the street light skin dark skin all I do is win I can’t mess with no loser
much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
Truly, you're a cutie
You know I ain't tryin' to act a fool
And be rude,
All the hoes do the same thing
All bitches do the same thing
All the hoes do the same thing
I can't be your man, I can't be your man
Don't introduce
'm a diamond, try to bite me, you forever missing tooth
Cool as ice until I slide in then I'm melting igloo
Ah man, ah man, Punchanella in the shoe
Punch your
Pa-hoo-hoo-hoo
Live from the graveyard
I don't wanna be your man, bitch (fuck that)
You crazy
You heard that shit, nigga (I don't wanna be your
Pa-hoo-hoo-hoo
Live from the graveyard
I don't wanna be your man, bitch (fuck that)
You crazy
You heard that shit, nigga (I don't wanna be your
to go, privilege a token, Mental is slow, so much not spoken
Future is growing, here we are going, Now he is no man
But why listen to me, I'm like Nanny
something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
It's gonna be a long time before I finish
One of the many missions that I have to establish
something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
It's gonna be a long time before I finish
One of the many missions that I have to establish
No I can't be your man
No I can't, no I can't be your man (be your man)
Nothing serious
Nothing, nothing serious (serious)
We can be fuck friends
can't get through
Why don't you leave your name and your number
And I'll get back to you (X3)
Yo what's up man, this is Ronald Master down with
mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first to tell you, you know, I'm a mess and God is dealing
jeans
Swag so mean Louis belt when I lean
Wa P you can't be where I biz at
Na Boss I'm over flopping
You can't beat that
Super C yet P they can't seize
niggas gon' wake the man that's within
Boy by your looks I can tell you cappin'
Boy by your looks I can tell you a pussy
Thought it was soft then he saw
a nutshell, what's your legacy?
Well, I wanna be the dude that came in and made the stand up rap
With the random rap and the man like that for the people that
fuck does that make me?)
(I mean)
To be all alone (you motherfuckers can bend your knees man)
(Fold your hands and your Bibles)
All alone (and pray
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
its nuttin’ to be proud of
Yo, grew up on a dumb estate, North side that’s a jumpy place
Where you might get stabbed by your mate and you can’t trust
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
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