Lyrics:
think twice
Make decisions I'll die by
Never asked for the drama but I'll turn it into dollars
Dollars, dollars, dollars
Do you feel good about me?
Open my eyes, I just wanna see millions
I see my future too clear
Soon I'ma be surrounded by diamonds
Black bone or yellow
Rollie of Cartier on me
My
(yeah)
Wild in these streets (get 'em)
Lifted on a frequency, ain't no dial that could reach
5150 when fifty bodies go missing
Off the Vincent Thomas
It won't be long before I'm home
Sad Boys in my ear
I lost all my thoughts to the fog
I stare into the emptiness inside of me
I pray to God for peace
only fuck up when I'm faded
They say I'll grow to be a monster, but I am one
Why the fuck you think I've been callin' myself "LeeAnn's son"
I ain't
good return
I tried to take her
I even tried to break her
She said, I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near
smoochers, boy, but
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm
But uh,
smoochers, boy, but
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm
But uh,
To the good ol' Rio Grande,
You made a deal with the devil, boy
So I'll take you by the hand
I'll take you to the water
cnd you'll say a prayer with me,
Then
I can do bad by myself know
What I mean? for real
Okay, action goin' in
Rap game paid me, trap game made me
We used to be good friends now she can't
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
nwanne you can call your whole cartel
They hope I fail but at the end I still prevail
The boy ekoligo I go crazy on the mic
Good vibes only mua abiaro
and leave you there
Anyway nigga I'm the one they
Want to hear from
Fuck that pussy shit that you
Be boppin' in they eardrum
Cause in the 90's boy, 2Pac is
double W Sknny is coming to trouble you
Everyday na so so story
E be like na so e suppose to be
Them say this boy na worry worry worry worry
Them say
in the wrong spot, you dust
Statik ill, bring the havoc, this is magic
Fake niggas flee out, fly out the mouth
I get you gatted
Sports cars, reendorsed
I aim I'll hit that target
Hate Chantelle and Shanice
I always see them with my man
And if I get a drop, call bro boy
It might be force, I don't
money boy
Stay fly get money by any means
Got to feed the team
When it comes to money
Ill split the cream
Riding around top down
With a bad bitch
Get my
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
thinking of the people like me
If you want to find me, I'll be
Playing, playing with the boys
Staying, playing with the boys
After chasing sunsets
One
people a promise pay homage
These words are dope I'm hooked on phonics (yes)
D on my back not Luka Doncic (no)
We bad boys Isaiah Thomas (yes)
Working in
a promise pay homage
These words are dope i'm hooked on phonics (yes)
D on my back not luka doncic (no)
We bad boys isaiah thomas (yes)
Working in the fields
and she know it
Now she knows
She look good in that foreign
Now you know now you know
She look good to be exploring
Oh my god way too good
Come around I'll
into the sunset
I'll never be back, don't know if I'll ever see ya
Said goodbye for now to the reaper, til we meet again
It's good beats, verses by
the same ideology of be -boys to men to the mic
And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off
Co Flow coming at you from every verse
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