Lyrics:
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
might die from something mean
Ain't no filter to my words
I get paid off what I say
Guess that's just a gift and curse
Bloodless brother put in work
attention
Ya'll some cheap motherfuckers
Everybody in attendance
Looking for the ruckis send another round
Rollin with the punches we smokin in the
Club snuck
a sequel
I'm with the wrong muhfuckers, plus they 'pose to be people's
As I get more money, days get colder
I learned to realize that power only lies in
mean Asshole(asshole)- didn't want to hear the truth what'd you ask foe(no filter)
I don't tell lies(naaaaah)- snakes in disguise(snakes) - I can tell
of a sudden I made it
All of a sudden created
All of a sudden spoke truth no filter they're bumping my language
Now they're busy living shameless walk in
in the club, still a thug by the book
Are you a book or a slut, where's the love I don't know
At the same spot as you left it, you feel me but just
strapped in they house, got a dick, look like a dyke crib
Take three if it was pink, but I take two if it's a white pill
I can tell if that PT fake by
bucked wild in the club that's how we be
all you gang niggas throw them thangs and show them teeth
its on
{Baby}
niggas be sizin niggas
Finally got a piece of the profit
Wine and cheese in the seat by the cockpit
I ain't mean for your bitch to be watchin'
I am me, she kept eyein' me
hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my niggas, took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong niggas, had to filter 'em out
Type
in which
We kill the spread
Tired of the dead
Tired of the news we read
Tired of the hardly fed
Those in need and
The cryptic red
Sunsets
Get well soon
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
pistol-whipped me in my fuckin' head
'Cause he said, I wouldn't buy the infrared
Got in a fight at a club, my gat started walkin'
Told me to shut the fuck up
it's our last day
When the lights get low in the club it's just me and you side by side
And they tell us we ain't living right, but we just want to live
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words
every day's a battle just to stay alive
Thoughts in my pacing mind, voices ask me why
I'm trying so hard ta live if either way one day I'm dying
That's
walking through the club
Pause like a pimp so the hoes show me love
Pimp by day, pimp by night
Pimp haters make me keep my pimp game tight
See y'all
walking through the club
Pause like a pimp so the hoes show me love
Pimp by day, pimp by night
Pimp haters make me keep my pimp game tight
See y'all
I'm innocent i really didn't kill her
She was in my bed i was just tryna fill her
After she left I just went to bed
And when I woke up i was with
ain't letting us in
Tryna do more on my road to riches
Celebrate my wishes
Didn't wanna leave
But I had to burn bridges
Filters getting thinner
But I know
bucked wild in the club that's how we be
all you gang niggas throw them thangs and show them teeth
its on
{Baby}
niggas be sizin niggas
Walking In the club
My pockets are so fat
Every day, every time
I get this fucking cash
Every day, every time
I get this fucking money
Every day
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
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