Lyrics:
babymama need a quail
Sorry if left you but I really had to go
Can't waste no time on you niggas inny minnie miney mo
If yo Nigga holler ima grab him by his
for me with her right hand on the good book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine intervention
shawty say I got too much pride
I'm shining hard, you may lose your sight
I keep the fire, I can't lose no fight
I went left, I couldn't do none right
Try
slammed from right to left
But I ain't blowin' up I'm built to ride to death
I'm like a Cadillac door
(Say what)
I'm like a Cadillac door
(Say what)
Hey,
Slide to the left and let yo' G homey get in
Glocs of Velveeta, yep I'm off the meter
Ride by and see ya with my hands on a heater
Wanna be like the O but
the draco
Don’t get twisted it nigga
Back again... I’m fully loaded nigga with this automatics
I’m crack fiend baby selling all narcotics
Shell busting at yo
soldiers is packin no secret
Though I'm broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darkness
Smokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun
can tell by the smell
I need the clock just to stop
This got me so outta pocket
When you get lost
I'll be here
Waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
I
to (uh-huh)
The envious ways of a coward won't do nothing but amp you
I'm from Southside, Jamaica where convicts and stars are born (that's right)
Where you
cloud all my niggas in
The ground right now
And I bash like Zao, like Pow
Mind within the comic, I'm so high right now
So pass that skinny motherfucker
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
Left left right
To the right, to the right, to the right, to the right
To the left, to the left, to the left, to the left
Now kick, now kick, now kick, now kick
Now walk it by
of mine
I've been maligned by mankind for years and never declined
And I've shined, and resign to never be one left behind
And I know I'm not crazy, call it
proper, back to the entertainment,
They thought I would have be finished by now,
Just up preparing another lines huh!
Where I am right now l, think is
They like can I get a pic?
Can I get that?
Can I get this?
Can you do that?
Can you lend me out a stack?
I'm like call me right back
I just wanna pic
starting to crack,
If you're out to get me,
You're on the right track.
Hey!
Hey, hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Hanging on by a thread,
Come
stars
When we try too hard to fall apart
Again
Check
Move it to the left
Move it to the right
Move it to the left
Move it to the right
Move it
Christmas, right?
He creeped into town like a thief in the night
But this Grinch was not the same guy
He was just a little bit different, and I'm about to tell
I'm in that staircase I'm bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I'm hell raising
And I just left somebody's father a quadriplegic
Told em not
All heat like wall street ya stock crashin'
Now the fed wanna read his rights
Lord have mercy Jesus Christ I got passion
I'm blackin' all my niggas
when I'm awake know how many figures I could make
With my past or literally erased, I didn't by mistake
Know how many killers I done face
And left em all
the street homie I'm liable
To get it right then and there
Motherfuckers like, "Where?" he come from?
Got music for days and then some
They were stepping
it
Old head cook the crack and he don't need no pot to do it
Shooot Emmm I swear I'm boutta do it
Big dog quick to take a life and don't need shots
how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded
Uh-huh, I did it again niggas
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggas asking yourself
Is he gon' ever
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