Lyrics:
give it to him cause you hate me
Minds made up, he ain't even have to say please
Now my ego is hurting
What did I do to deserve this?
I feel deserted
I
with it by the way
I talk it like I did it 'cause I lived it by the way
Young, the boy might go nuts
Whole sale niggas just like donuts
Creme be crispy
hogs
Come respect a Don
Yeah, that boy BIG D33 a dawg
And he ridin' in his Tacoma, you know he just bought it
Unlike Cynical, you know that I'm gon' rev
through your window something like +Brother Man+
It's just who we are
If I see yar, it's E.R
Vacay in D.R., shirt and jeans, g-star
Tell me how they
a fairy show
Give me all my money then I gotta go
Did just to flex did it just to flex
I did just to flex did it just to flex
Did just to flex did it just
You know that I'm with it, 'cuz I been grinding for a fucking living
So many told me not to trust the vision, 'cuz they couldn't see how I did it
I
really know why he did it
But thank God, I don't have to get it to get it
I just wanna give glory to the Most High
Cause he got me lookin' real fresh like
and get the dough
Get the shit by any means
And if I need me a beat
I get the shit from Evan b
And I be
Straight vibing
Chilling like a mother fucker
Howard
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave
It was Robert Ford, the dirty little coward
And I wonder how he feels
For he slept in Jesse's bed and he
I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"
So I did
And then he gets all indignant on me
He's like "Hey man, I was just being
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
you help me down for the Weekend?
They got a good rapport
So he was like
Pull up and get ten
(Yeah)
Pull up and get ten
He went there and got it
Got
a punctured lung
Like, shit then, man, he should've been dead
Skengs in cars or skengs in peds
Heard that gang love aim for the legs
Then tell me why Tugz got
it's like we keep losin' more rappers (too many)
Rest in peace to Dolph he put on for his trappers
He was independent he wasn't gettin' robbed by them
and a killer make you look like thriller
Quick to bust off the strilla and the cops know I'm a dealer
If I talk to pigs they work for me future King of N Y C
I'm
to train a dog
I tell her sit & she just bark
Oh, did I mention she's a girl
I say rollover, she just sit
Say gimme five, she wanna lick me
It's crazy how
never did wrong by your own kids
But what you did right matters just as much in the end
Now on to the hero, zero hour
Proof of the power, action towers
there
Because He didn't kill you for all the sinful acts that you committed
But he justified you
God bless me with this song, it simply speaks the life
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
and Gina moved to Pensacola
Spoonie got a Roley and a Motorola
[Chorus]
All I can say is about the story
Is livin' like Butter Love is not for me
"Gen’lmen, we just havin’ church
Here" Six words which - directed at me and
A fellow soul buff at the Full
Gospel Tabernacle church by it's chuckling
fairy show
Give me all my money then I gotta go
Did just to flex did it just to flex
I did just to flex did it just to flex
Did just to flex did it just
been callin' it pumpkin (yee)
New Lamborghini, the Urus, it came in all orange, it look like a pumpkin (yeah)
I'm feelin' just like a wizard, I went
are alike
Like they all just want your head up on a pike (Eww, gross!)
When there's a million for this country, they would die
And a thousand more who
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