Lyrics:
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
get snuffed, 'cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I'll pipe down when the Wh- H- is wiped out
When I see that little Ch- dyke get sniped out
get snuffed, 'cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I'll pipe down when the Wh- H- is wiped out
When I see that little Ch- dyke get sniped out
I'll let you know
It's MOB, BME
P to the I to the M P
No, I'm Southside
Sorry, bitch, you better pay me
Old school white Lac pimpin like Don Juan
When I
took off
And got pulled over by a cop
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You
took off
And got pulled over by a cop
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You
the mic
This my life
Only 20 trynna get married
I promote all the hype
Trust and believe
I do not care
Who don't receive what I preach
If you don't like
I
sun, when life was lonely
Once I was twenty years old
(Lukas Graham)
I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure
'Cause I know the smallest
stopping
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin
And that's how we rocking
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be-bopping
Yeah skip when you hear that click
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
of the
Things you were hoping to address by
Going away, and then you get back
And do this sort of thing
Is your relationship to this
Stuff at all different?
What
do me so wrong, its hard to stay righteous
Pimpin' was allowed to happen I'll hide it
Believe me lord I want you, got money and fame but still it
stopping
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin
And that's how we rocking
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be-bopping
Yeah skip when you hear that click
speed thru your spot busting
Listen up close
I came from the dirt but I shoot for the moon
Listen up close
Living broke by the 3rd make you move like
evil thoughts
And I'll turn them into poetry
I do this for the ones that feel alone
So if I pass you up then pardon me
'Cause you're a part of me
I try
disrespected me
When they see these 40 G's
I bet they start switching they energy
And wishing I'll bless them with the checks
That's getting sent to me
Like I
you say things
And how you evolving by doing the same thing?
I'm here for the culture we ain't on the same team
Making discs no DVD
Laugh out loud like
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
feed these fiends
Had my kitchen tucked from early, dem times dances on DVD
My workers been workin' for so long
When I'm hands on cats can't believe
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