Lyrics:
Story of NY
That's my nigga we lived in the hood he used to come by
Listen to demos i made told me I'm lit a die hard
Showed me some love remember 09
Was deserted, brought up by some real ones
Had to catch it reckless, was a daily
Momma calling checking on her baby
Took a trip to Texas going crazy
niggas know it, though
Ain't nobody seein' BIA, I don't give a fuck who it is
Sia, Lia, Ria, Cria, whatever nigga
Ain't nobody seein' her
I put a bag
when she knows that I hate that
I mean I don't make her eat shit she doesn't like, like she does with me every fucking day
Shots fired oh my fucking god
Love it when that ass is on me
Know we ain't exclusive but that's butter with me
Peanut butter jelly how we go so well
I got sauce you do to we don't
crawl in you
I heard you go out that door
It's been hard for me to let it go
I see you're going to ignore
Decided to be on your own
Baggage,
Working late on a saturday night
Some things depend on me
A full of tank of gas with nowhere to go
Is sadness guaranteed
Others call, I don't care
Daydreaming in the night
Reassess all that's not right
Sometimes by myself
Never alone
But if you have to go
Just let me know
When you don't wish
don't let me find my zone!
I go off, I black out
In too deep, can't back out
Smoking Fuego only stems I got track out
Thats music lingo, pardon me like
me, but this bitch is ugly
(Shit, you ain't even know it)
I'mma still let her fuck me
The devil out to get me, moving pretty fast
Head on collision,
If I can give a woman one piece of advice in relationships, what would I giver her?
Don't be naive, what do I mean by naive
I mean when you feel
you, you say we just friends but not tonight boo.
Lets pretend you my Cinderella, have you home by twelve, or respect the fellas.
Keep you together in my
places to go
And anywhere that I go I got people I know
I wanna see you everyday knocking at my door, but
First, I really gotta let you know that
This
the playas on the sides.(ooh)
Grab a girl and bump and grind.(ooh)
Round and round you go to and fro I'm with that flow.
With my, napsack full old school raps
global fucking domination in this rap shit
Word is Bon Jovi
Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and Ruck go
Worldwide Boot Camp with smoke by
They said I'd never make it back
And they was right
I'm tryna make it out
Let me take it back in time before I wrote a song or line
The days when I
And she said she down for whatever
So I went down and I switched up her weather
Baby let me gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I want all of your trouble
Uh uh uh
That's not how it is baby
Let me tell you the truth right here in this lil thang
Yo
Uh
The world spins like table top surfaces
But when our
much I couldn't even feel my mouth
Lil' nasty bitch from cross the city, had to put her down
Two twin Glocks for both yo partners tryna scoom' around
I been stressed out on the
Daily, back to back, won't let it faze me
Up this Glock, and I'ma wave it
Leave a nigga all on the pavement
I keep hearing
Just ride with a nigga get fly with a nigga
It'll be alright
You gon' get by with a nigga
I know it's niggas getting high for the lows
High for
stupid
If I let her leave
I think I need you back
I'm done running this race
I over think these things
I just wish you would stay
Why can't you be mine
Never By The Rules
To The Top We Go No Passing Me
Yes I'm The General but I'm Forever Family
How You Book Smart and Street Smart
But can't Recite
Niggas think im emo way i pull up with a new cut
And im still in my hood like the muhfuckin Koo Klux
Try take my chain and let Cha Cha go shoot ya
So
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