Lyrics:
get money instead (Joyner)
Word to my folks, we used to be close, so now I'm just stuck in my head (yeah)
I wanted a rose, but I like to ghost if I'm
take a picture
You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gone be
don't care what the others think,
Just be straight with me, (I'm what say what?)
Huh? Huh? Huh?
I know I take chances to make sure I'm sittin'
Move on)
Dogg Pound just for the fuck of it (D-P-G? Dogg Pound!)
Born gangsta keepin' it true (Keep it real, dawg)
None of y'all can stop me now
Way before I touched the mic they treated me like a famous person
I done scored a pigeon that a whole 36 ayye, B**** I'm from cfrica, they call me
the greatest
So I'm gon chase it niggas waste time just waiting
Always on the go I ain't staying never had patience
Gotta thank God that he saved me Paper gon
People reachin' for stars
I just won't be somethin' that you wrote
When you're alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not know
She let me play
a message - I'm gone right now
[BEEP~!] If I don't pick up just leave me a message
I don't pick up, just leave me a message
[Styles P:]
A message
These haters wanna know about me
No I ain't no p i m p
I just get a little hyphy
Ya uncle wanna dance like me
I just cannot help my steeze
Oh geeze
I
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who am I to judge, I’m not your Honor
And the Lizzy coming red, it’s just like an iguana
She was busy, come instead
I need P’s
and we gonna leave them in the past tense (Gggrrraaaa)
I gotta pole in my mind called my confidence that's what The homie be strapping
Trynna drag me deep
Lately I been reminiscing
Don't know
How you want these problems
You ain't gotta pot to piss in
Stick my d***
All down her throat
But she just
Want me
. self-conscious, R.I.P anxiety
R.I.P. the things that hinder me from being me. Be
Careful with it, be respectful it. If you disregard it, someone else will get it
Look
Fighting demons
Pray to Jesus
I get into heavens gates
I know people that be scheming
Just watch me here as I lay
I can give you different
the chicks ignore me, when the chicks adore me
[P. Diddy]
Come on now
[Chorus]
[P. Diddy - talking behind chorus]
That's right
C'mon, yeah
Let's ride
so you know I gotta stay low (hot)
Quavo told me, "Trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo"
You niggas are rookie but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
and that mothaf**** jam you gone die where you stand just for being retarded
Boy where I'm from we gone die by respect and respect all we got R.I.P
(Tate)
Pack, pack, pack
Let me pack my things
I gotta go away
And when I come back, back, back
I'll be back with queens
No overthrowing me
be the out come
its strictly for the G's so a nigga ball
thankin mama goddamn don't let your baby fall
i'm out here tryin to make me a little change
Drip like this
Drip like this
Gotta have a bag just to drip like this
Gotta have cash just to drip like this
Gotta count a sack just to drip like
Pop off police pull me over
Believe I got a compartment
And now gotta stash it
Must I just remind ya n*****
When I come through
Know that I am
the beatbox and the R-A-P
That's why I'm the Inhuman Orchestra, Biz Markie
I'm here just doin my J-O-B
So I can reach the T-O-P
As soon as I get
noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
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