Lyrics:
on the gram I'm fucking em all
Back on the streets I just be breaking em jaws
Got my name on niggas mouth and I feel like a god
If I tell you bout my gang
too
So go on and tell me what is it you gonna do about me?
'Cause I can promise you, I know what I'ma do about you
(Do it)
You want a hot one
the storm
I'm like Vince Vaughn, I keep it Old School
For the family I go to war like two-twos
Throw it on YouTube, tell 'em I'm ready
Biggie said he got
floor in the kitchen
We say our prayer
And we hope god listen
Until den we gone keep drug dealin
Oh I gotta tell ya
Bout the pain we done felt
Oh i'm ah
Ayy
These niggas keep on bitin' me like tell'em give it up
I'm like what up, then it's fa fa, I'm feelin' like nuk
Ain't no playin' by the rules,
tell you when to quit
Hell yeah, I'm raw, bitch, I'm the star
And, yes, I'm real, boy, there's no HR
I'm the fuckin' dom, don't need a fuckin' man
Im 19
You young
I'm a man now
This who I am
And I'm still in the Booth
Speaking my pain understand who I Am
Plenty of times people done left me
Oh I
tell you twice, then I won't be so nice
If you keep comin' back, it only means you know you lost a fight
They wanna talk shit, let 'em talk shit,
nights of rain
To replenish my adolescent brain
Blessed be her name, before her birth
I was insane
So I drive to cool the pressure down
Delay the pain
I
they ass a kiss
I kill 'em and laugh, it is like I'm a serial masochist
'Cause I'm a rude boy, and I ain't gon' change
Have whole heap of gyal and I
had to remind 'em
Lately been cooling, lately been chillin', been on my own vibe
I don't wanna think, I don't wanna move, scared of own my mind
Boy I'm
If one hundred million dollars fell out the sky
I’d fall to my knees and ask why
I can’t be scared to tell my truth
I’m in pain
I got a girl i’m
(miracle)
Her last man money hysterical
She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio
I'm the same nigga bustin' their stereo
Yeah, my boys on the block selling
Out my mind, ball out my top, nah
Play, I shoot the fuckin' crowd, tell 'em clear it out now
I just popped a Percocet, I'm foamin' in my mouth now
I
fighting my demons
When I look inside my eyes I can see em
So I just turn my eyes to the ceiling
Like fuck it, I'm alive and I'm breathing
Traumatized by
records and gettin' bigger
Just hits, no misses, that's for the married folk
Tell 'em fix my suite up cause I'm comin' home
I heard they talkin' crazy, I
bluffin
Ain't really bout nothin
So its mothafuck 'em
My hustle for bank
Roll up the dank and I pour up a tank
A nigga too high, up in the way
When I'm
pleadin'
Lord, just don't let em' take me away
Don't let em' take me, I'm beggin' you please
This feelin' is so crazy, I think I've been deceived
I feel so
i live a life of love it's kinda rare when sad
Yeah for that I have to thank you I'm eternally grateful
I tell my genie that I love em think he's
your mom pregnant
I could finally cultivate
That sense of stability
And give my boy
Give my boy
What I never had
So
OH
When mom asked why start a family
knew you I thought you was perfect
Told all the guys you the one and you worth it
Picked up yo pain mentally I was hurting
So many questions some answers
news
Walking dollar sign I cant keep it in the piggy bank
S and P 500 I get 10 percent on this
They judge me by my medicine cant even fuck with this
I
Stackin' up ammo so they can run more
Pick 'em off like flies sittin'
On the front porch i'm just havin' fun
What the fuck you want war?
Call the calvary,
this
Take that dead shit on
And if you're bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that home.
By the sinister TECH N9NE
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