Lyrics:
while you walk, it's real
With a shotgun, burning at the back of your dome
300 years left, my dog ain't never coming home
One fight, dude got stabbed,
home
I'm on my own time, I write my own rhymes
You wanna be the nominee? you brave now?
I carve my rhyme in your back and bury you face down
Just
and send your ass home
I'm on my own time, I write my own rhymes
You want to be the nominee? you brave now?
I carve my rhyme in your back and bury you
how she ride it
Wanna take her home
Keep it a g g g
My bitch stay on fleek
You can see just how I'm balling from the nosebleeds
Keep it a buck don't
to fuck when we was sharing them clothes
But now we fucking these hoes by the four
Catch A Flight Now I'm Gone
Shoot Back Out Of Town
I only come back just
you come home you'll discover that I'm gone
And you can bet there's something fishy goin' on.
Put It Off Until Tomorrow
(Dolly Parton - Bill Owens
?
Let go, let go
Turn on the radio
I know, I know
You won't let me go
Are you coming home?
I'm never coming home
Days go by and I can't believe I tried
I
Yeah, boy
Dem better ring the alarm, boy
Dem know what's coming, boy
Buck, buck, buck
Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, fuckin'
relax
So I'm just cooking up tracks either that or be in the crib and stay on my ass
The answer is clear I can't stay on my ass
I gotta get by cus now
Cause I'm on my own
But I'm not alone
Got you by my side
So let's take a ride
Have I lost my mind
Am I doing fine
Yeah I'm coming home
Yeah I'm
So be out by the weekend
Pack up all your
I'm gone, I'm gone, cause you just don't deserve it!
I'm coming out, I've got my girls tonight
It's time we
feel like for real bitches I gotta present
Chill on my watch but 80 degrees I'm flicking my wrist
Back by in the A in January just to show off my drip
(Ayo Jug)
All black like I'm Batman
Shot me in the ribs
Ain't feel a thing I'm off a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
when I'm down man
I
catching up
So boy better back down 'cause
I ain't backing up
I know 'nuff of them fear me
And I can't see one of them that's near me
I'm a fully grown man
I just got home from Illinois, locked the front door, oh boy
I got to sit down, take a rest on the porch
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm
they skin
Haters know that I'm ferocious with a Pen
Ten out of ten
Just keep it a buck
You know that it's up keep it a band
Cause you know if it's up
You
they skin
Haters know that I'm ferocious with a Pen
Ten out of ten
Just keep it a buck
You know that it's up keep it a band
Cause you know if it's up
You
they skin
Haters know that I'm ferocious with a Pen
Ten out of ten
Just keep it a buck
You know that it's up keep it a band
Cause you know if it's up
You
don't wanna talk bra
Nigga wouldn't buck won't dare, you just talk tough
Don't try to run from me now what you thought bra I'm talking to you
[Hook]
I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, nigga I hit em up
You gotta watch your back
Stay strapped, be
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
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