Lyrics:
get this money homie, ain't no way around it
Keep them fuck niggas from around me
I go in like I'm grounded
I'm a rich nigga homie, I don't give a damn
Yeh, Ill jump into the jungle and boogie with the stixk,
Ill hike it by my self aint no need to send a blitz, If I swing say im babe
Ruth, you know
had nothin' to sell
My whole hood know I'm for real
Your whole hood know I'm for real
The fake love they show, it don't mean shit
I'm like Jaylen Brown
You be around the fake, but I'll stand from it
You my downfall, I hope you know that shit
I can't be around y'all, 'cause I can't show you this
You
with no worries
You can kill me but you can't hurt me
'Cause I fear no evil
Yes, fear no evil
I'll give it to whoever want it
If you want it come get me
question at you like a cricket ball that's been swung
It could be negative criticism that slips off the tongue
If I were you I would not be bother by none
that I work out?
Had the glow up of the motherfucking century
But I'll still die alone eventually
That's right I'm single and can't keep a man
'Cause
No, I'll never stop
Keep it comin', keep on comin' for more (don't front, front)
I'll never give you up (never)
No, I'll never stop (I'll never
where you sittin', they won't listen, naw
Feel the rhythm it's a given, I ain't quittin', naw
Bars be written with precision, competition, naw
Keep it
eye, horrible eye, horrible eye
Go rollin' around
Can why'see it all
Can why'see it from here
Can why'laugh till yer weak on yer knees
If you can't, I
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
cruise the city
Love the way you're sittin pretty
Baby lemme know
If you're down to catch a vibe cause I'm feelin it tonight
And this feelin can't describe
the crime lab as if it were a game of backgammon
Yeah, I'll come and stomp ya if the price is right,
So won't you come on down?
And meet this clown with over
I worked my
Ass off i worked my face off and the
Part that you love the most is the easiest
Part for me so I'll do it again
GQ: I'm sure if you'd
'm sittin' back, rhymin' on instrumentals
Anything I touch, it turns monumental
Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible
For the streets, at the same
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
funky, I say pussy on an old hoe
I guess why'all fools don't know
Why some good rappers can't sell no tapes
It's not the company's fault, the shit
no license still drive
That's a wild fella
Watch your wife I'll sell her
I'm up in the 2000 Kompressor loud yellow
Dubs on skinnies yeah, killin'
Churches think this mystery seems to sell
Join the 10%, duty to sell the eighty-five
You got part of your salary when this old God arrives
I'll
{Hook - Sleepy Brown (Bubba)}
A fifth of Beam when you celebrate (That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate (That's white thangs)
Sippin
been the same,
And so I got to let you know that!
Pretty brown eyes! You know, I need you
That's why I keep holding on, I can't let go
I hold on,
here, this darkness is where I stay
If I can't find my way
It's where I'm staying
I'm a maniac by trade
Raised by public enemy number one
By tearing
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
(Trenchwork)
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches nigga
We smoking weed in it, laughing in our pictures
Wouldn't talk about it if niggas didn't
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