Lyrics:
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
sayin'?
Windows up, drivin' through the city, smokin' an L for dolo
You know how we do
This shit I be thinkin' about is crazy son
What if Notorious
thangs
Draw down, pull out the pilly son
And show you the rain
Show you poor hustla niggas the game
Like turnin' one into two
It'll cost you more if
the weed
Should’ve known it was fake by her chest
The titties on her chest, yeah
Make up on the rest, yeah
Always doing better but I still wish you the best
nigga
If it ain't pressure, I don't roll that, nigga
You live off throwback pictures
Reminiscin' on the times when you had it
Talkin' how you had
Summer went by
And I'm missing my freedom
I fought my demons but still they ain't leaving
I've been Lowkey and
But I've been feening
For some recognition
again
Sis use to eat all her snacks then
Come and ask for snacks man
Moms had a nigga back
Back then
I love sis I still say yes again
Bro by hisself
I got tings still watching me from north and west and south and east
If you wanna be up with me, get cutlery and let's talk some peas
Don't bring
so I had to hit on the floor
Bitch this ain't Disney the city get sticky you just gotta stay on your toes
I stay keepin the peace like a hippy if you
side
Sipping steady Baby I'm your bad guy
Palm trees drive by
East to the west side
We can getting popping
Question is are you down to ride
Used to be
a big boss
From south to my G's out the west coast
Black chucks, black tee if you ain't know
Tell them all still thugging with the best though
If she tell
"Give me $1 million if you
Want the next album"
It's still sprinkling a bit when we dive back
Into the hired Lexus and head across the
East River
If yesterdays defeated, then we raise the bar
I'm back, motherfucker
Dry mouth 'bout to spit facts, motherfucker
When you tongue tied, got my clip
still out west
If you wanna talk shit
Then you can be my guest
But you shouldn’t come round
Without a bulletproof vest
I’m the man y’all ain’t wanna see
ain't rob folks
Some cats rob folk and still starve 'cause the niggas that they rob broke
If everybody at your job broke
I hope you find a new
have
and the things they'll never have
Tell me if you hustle it really ain't hard to get
You can get yours I got mine so stay out my mix
I heard
and Beck's and first class flights
You name it niggaz had it and still got it
Always rhymin with a pardon
like Roxanne I'm about to cold _Get
the lies
And I never got to see John on the day he died
And I blame you cause I never got to say goodbye
I still think of him every night I close my eyes
or should I meet you there?"
"Shall we let it go?"
"Did you get my message
Cause I looked in vain?"
"Can we see each other Tuesday
If it doesn't rain?"
one thing that must be done
Before the night is through
For little Leslie and Michael,
Emily and Tara too.
You see it's Christmas Eve at Papaw's house
Southside
Pull up and wreck (yeah), pull up and
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
Pull up with the spark, hit you in the dark
good for you like a vegatable
Shows by the several
Schedule full of festivals
And if I ever do time
Than you know it's federal
Uh, incredible, yeah
the best
I'm a dangerous threat because of my last ex
And you know that I was and still will be the best
We can be out in Cali and sling in the west
Sippin'
)
Feeling better than I ever felt before today (If you feelin good)
But better late than never; it's orien-tation (It's orientation)
Still we can make it
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