Lyrics:
ain't for nobody else
See'mon girl
Just the scent of you makes me want to rush
Girl I've got a plan
So sit back and trust your man
I know you're
a favour and take a walk
Or I'll amputate your mic and repossess your core
I'm the man salute to the prince the power lord
My friends I'll mangle you if we
Can't Be Stopped
My mind on the paper my hands on the pen
You get ready to lose your breath by ftm
My rhymes flying in 1.80 from my tongue
Never
Can't Be Stopped
My mind on the paper my hands on the pen
You get ready to lose your breath by ftm
My rhymes flying in 1.80 from my tongue
Never
where you lay
Man it's business. Don't even play
I can see you off your shit, but don't let it mess with your faith
Ain't no coming back from the day
If
Gonna get by
No talking of pain inside your life
Keep going like everything is fine
One day everything go be alright
Gonna get High
Gonna get by
I'm
dressed in Tom Ford
I tell her keep clappin' that ass just like an encore
Yeah, big pimpin'
She been makin' it clap, no hands
Makin' love
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you want to be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon'
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you wanna be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon'
Yo... ToShay man... remember me... you won't forget me... I ain't the same...
It's the Art of Destruction
The constant consumption
Fuck seduction
Concentrate
Cooperate
Feel the weight
Of my gun
There's nowhere to run
Man there's nowhere to escape
I stapled some headphones
To your skull bones
You okay
impressed by lame dudes with no game
They're all the same, tryin' to get your instant messenger name
But the fact that you're hittin' me back made me smile
Now baby girl there ain't no more
That I can say
You know by now I want it more than anythang
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in
bitch nigga it ain’t no sneaking up
Put it in a song so I hope you get it bruh
Raised by drug dealers, real thug niggas
Cant eat with me if ion don't fuck
feed me soup without a noodle
Got your man in the booth, and we canoodle, uh
I-I don't really get down like you do
All these niggas say they pits, but
make you grow
If I had answers to such.. i wouldn't worry so much
I wouldn't rush into the process of deserving a touch
When your whole world sucks
down and
(Taste it, taste it, taste it)
Ladies! If you want your man to get down and
(Taste it, taste it, taste it)
Just throw your hands in the air,
nothing, might fuck up your budget
I got a bitch you can't touch
Can't understand her when I fuck her, gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
I rush
a letter of M alone and posted it when I was a kid (Naive)
Never laid down after disappointment crossed my heart to be the King (Never)
Man if I'm out
know that u the man
Even when you pull the cash out and the bands out and her hand out she ain't want a lil nigga
Backhand by the nightstand to your face
feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that's some great advice
"So what'd you rush me out here for?
How was your day? Are you tipsy?"
"Hmm!"
All I need
And hardly beatin' you with half my jargon
I bludgeon your noggin with half the juice
Of a bat seduced by Medusa an' you sir
Are in need of a new Appaloosa
nigga
what's up nigga
You ain't no mothafuckin made man
Money don't make you no made man nigga
The mob make you a made man you bitch
Now get
of my imagination
Small portion if even that much
Flustered by the drug
Fell in lust with the rush
Hush, maybe somewhere in it I became a cynic
But your
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