Lyrics:
the stage
So that was throwing up crates
Filled with cash big bills like B Russell
I don't own guns don't sell
Drugs but I do hustle
Oh I did drugs if I had
wasn't my only issue
Trapped in a circle I was tryna get loose
The lawyers were saying the same thing
What's new?
Tryna force me to see my pops
They had
heave the mo'! Our biggest
Thrill of the year, well
I suppose it must have
Been topping the bill at
The London Palladium and
Then, only a couple of days
family that you got is in a gang
And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk
And only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers
I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat
I ain't superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
know he ain't lyin'
He ain't the only one accusin' her of shit she denyin'
Mother Nature really out here movin' reckless
Bitch really had it snowin'
got on
Fucking gold chains I don’t put on bronze
By the time she wake up I’m already long gone
If I don’t trust the bitch then the homie have her
I took
messing with that dope
Keeping it real on cool slow tempos
I'll be working so hard till I'm in a graveyard
That's what I learned from my pops
If you still
would just
Defeat bias that he fought to see in good sense
Like his gadfly killed him, only policy in the booklet
If Christ were right beside us
game of chess I ain’t winning
They stacking up queens, I got 20 kings, the only thing else is a bishop
It’s just a game we play to pass time
I wonder why
as if you hurt them so
And I don't care if none of these street cats is gonna fuck with me
I pull a bitch by pulling up
And now I'm tight she stuck with
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
to write lyrics
In a cold sweat heard magnums in my dreams my ears ring
So this time on the mic I bring horror like Stephen King
All my good
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
correct me if I'm wrong Aak
You never even caught the body and the
Only body you've ever talked about
So since when did claiming someone else's
Body count
contributed to his inert ways
I seen him pull in 24 hour workdays
With deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame"
Public humiliation was the worst pain
He
alone
She says she wanna get DP'd by Dikulz and Z
She told me she want Bishop to dress up like
Capt hook and take the bitch to sea
When I walked in
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
the background
Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
Boy stop
hopes rot
I'm writing this because me and the devil had a dance
Now I see death around the corner, 'pologizing in advance
Don't know if I ever had
on the beat get to kranking this shit so I snap, no filter
My brain inna twist like the end of Thriller
My zotti so frosty it's matching the winter
If I can't
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