Lyrics:
call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get
dogging, we flossing and balling
So what it iz
[Daz Dillinger Chorus 2x]
What it iz, I thought we was down to end
My best of friends try to mash me and do
B-I-Z, you, standin' by VIP,
Tryin' to get in but I am invisible ‘cause you can't see by me,
I wish that I had a million dollars inside of a bag,
For every
Id get my mama a crib
Give her a couple stacks and say here mama go live
Know you can have it all just tell me what it is
A couple nights abroad we
Cigar Smoke
They celebrate my wins
Only me and god know
How much I had to give
Just to get this far tho
If we ain't talking biz
Then I change
I remember me and my friends playing at dad's house on the weekend
'Til he found the video camera where my friend had recorded
An MTV cribs satire
energy that is a remedy, hey yo listen here bro
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
what it is
keep discreet in the streets when it comes to your biz
Silent code is the mode, stealth is the way
Need to know basis, what can I say
Young
I held your hand once, don't you know
Called you a friend once, don't you know
And now there's no one by the phone
For you to bother with your woes
keep you head down when you're walking by
I know you see me but you don't say hi
I'm just your secret locked between our rooms
If your friends only
The leaders to sit by them. Well, they said, "I'm pretty sure they're fine
Sometimes kids just need us all to give them space
You mean I'm not serving them
just me according to my observation
This whole song is just one giant violation
You suck not to be critical
How can you not even sync up your own video
is
We don't see the same you don't live how I live
She got friends on friends
Riding with her click but she bag her own men
Yeah
I pull up with
the full thing just saying where do I sign
People die before the age of 18
Playing the challenge is my cup of tea
Slave and in prison in their own minds
Why
someone to talk to (ya)
My two best friends text me individually
Our trio groupchat is just me sending memes
We'd swore we'd take over the world together
I'm back, nigga
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit
line and then he dipped straight out the booth
That's that fake friendship, I don't want that, I just want real folks
You only need five friends in this
bastards
I nick stereos, videos and TVs
But when I'm feeling nice I helps cats out of trees
I'm really nice but you don't know that
Because I'll beat you
in a
Single home by a single woman i
Am a very proud black man
I shouldn’t have ignored the signs from
Your your first song and video
I hate you so
trying
to get my money long,
Cuz i know I'm not here for forever
so right now I'm really trying
to get a house By the lake
Forget that other stuff just
more cases, more lawyers involved
And more fame just means more paranoia involved
I done made friends, lost friends, same hour
Tried to use my troops
Try to walk, but I just can't leave her alone, girl
She keep callin' me, callin' me
I try to leave her alone but
She keep callin' me, callin' me
where my heart is
Never again
I had to tell her that we're better as friends
I never messaged again
Every message I send, ends up in a group chat
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