Lyrics:
tryna get a dollar
Tryna stay safe, them boys is a waste
You out of pocket
That 38 gon put you in place
You tryna catch a case
I'm tryna catch a wraith
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
that he gonna make you fucking breathless
Take a couple Addy's now I'm back on fucking track bitch
Ain't no fucking sense in this
Razor blade on fucking
double edge knives
Putting swords to back
Velour is black, Balenciagas on I'm strapped
I put my dawgs onto money and on the map
You want to see me
their shoes
They're the ones who made the blues
Who's gonna fill those big shoes
Muddy Waters, howlin' wolf, Willie Dixon, sonny boy too
Little
I'm down now babe
Sunday I'll be free
I'm gonna treat everybody
Like they treat poor me
I'm just a poor old boy
Looking for a home, oh babe
Please
that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I
fools
You know me don't play by the rules
And if ur boys wanna chit chat
Ya know that we bring them tools
We broke man up like a kitkat
Did it again put
scared, they scared, they scared)
Check
I’m always in the wrong; you always in the right
I’m always in the dark; you always in the light
You shot me down
coming
Better run it
Take a step
I'm gonna
Wreck you
Like blind driver
No eyes
But I'll find ya
Dummy
Better get
A brain
Not to
Bright sonny
When you think
don't occur
Call an officer or a fireman
Dr feelgood, operates on Angela's Winbush
Call me Sonny Kush, take a puff, baby
If that don't get you high
Hit
stop callin'
Cause ain't no peace treaties whodie
You better not leave that forty-five at your house cause you gonna need it whodie
I told you boy, I'm
I'm a fly boy, I'm a, I'm a fly boy
Save all the talkin' 'cause you blowin' my high, boy
I'm a fly boy, I'm a, I'm a fly boy
I'm a fly boy, I'm a, I'm
I'm saying we ain't never gonna
Run though gonna run though
You playing but you got the
Right one though one though
You can get it now, boy, we get
to marry me.
I'm gonna get Lisa Marie to marry me.
Then I'll call Elvis my great big daddy.
Hey, you wanna know when the wedding is? Call me Elvis at...
now? So he's standing there, an hour and a half goes by! I'm... no, it wasn't quite an hour now, I
lie, I kid you not though, it was about one hour
'll make a withdrawl put money on your dome;
my boy alan vaughn put explosives on your phone.
when u's in jail put a bomb on your brougham;
and if it goes
Washington
So keep working keep striving never give up
Fall down seven times, get up eight
Check
Put your motherfucking hands up for greatness
A lot of hard
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
choice, put ice
I'm missing a g-note, fixed price
But the only thing fixed, is the holes that we put in the dykes
Rocks is okay, my voice is
hopin', I'm dreamin', I'm prayin'
And I know what you're thinkin'
See what you're seein'
Never, ever let yourself go
Hold yourself down, hold yourself
hopin', I'm dreamin', I'm prayin'
And I know what you're thinkin'
See what you're seein'
Never, ever let yourself go
Hold yourself down, hold yourself
gonna blow
And since you can't take it with you better give it away before you go
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Greed is the word, it's a verb
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