Lyrics:
into effect
And black caught ?
No don't test me
Checks from the ass to the throne
Grown, I'ma do it my way
Oh, by the way, I don't play
So what you
Go and step all by myself but did it all for my niGGas
Right or wrong bitch I'm stepping Ima ride fa my niGGas
Middle finger to the law man let my
The total sum is a mathematical function
I used to get suspended for keepin' the class jumpin'
Had the blackboard with the chalk in my hand
Mr. Cheeks
this on my own
I'm lost and don't know where to go
I need someone to depend on
I need some help
Cause I can't do this by myself
I thought I had it all
our peace with that
She know that my hands is magic
Pussy toxic
Gotta have it
I can tell by her actions
This is pure attraction
But damn I still love
Your children for don Lost
If no be YOU, We for be nobody o
All I have belongs to you because my Life is in your hands
Na because of you I am able
of defeat by predeterminin the victory
As taught by Sun Tzu in the chapter, after the third one
I heard my words shall be bombed, regardless to anything
gambler
Fuck them cameras in front of the man
Sing the hustlers mantra, hands of luck
More hit's than gambling huff
I hollered Indosia
40 belows covered
Why my bitch cheating on me?
What the fuck I do to her?
I ain't did nothing nigga
Why she wanna play with me?
My feelings done got involved
Nah
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
your troubles at the door,
We will dance until the morning light, come take my hand and we'll take the floor
Whack fol the dah, now swing your partner
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
Of my daughter's wedding (boss)
They hanging on by a thread
That's irony cause I floss
Got diamonds all in my watch
And a background in my socks
They
through clappin' broad, they don't give a fuck 'bout the rules
I played the block, went on them drills by my lonely, I had the 4-0 up in school
Fightin'
give a fuck
Ain't worried 'bout the opps, I just been tryna run my digits up
Lost touch with God, I'm so happy that I found you
Money only change
that bitch and I’m never worried
Tote round 40 just like that bitch dirty
Ima turn on my beam when my vision get blurry
Don’t you make me wet yo
Surrounded by this nonsense
When we slide, we don't care about no consequence
When he died, I seen the life leave up out of him
I can't even cry no
bitches and you know that's a fact
Keep a 40 yeah I keep it right on my lap
The only thing on my mind isn't money
It really is a bacon egg n cheese I think
my sense a time or two
Weeks feel like days
Medicate in the afternoon
And I just want to know
Have you lost your footing, too?
I just pray that
Diversity reinforced
Reinforced by the Hands that touch the skies
Torment has ways to nurture what remained
But the wounds scar the very core of broken hopes
dawg told me they ain't my friend
Now I comprehend
It's fucked up but the devil done strike again
Got ah forty in my hand
Plotting on my revenge
still alive though
Tell me that you love me girl I know it’s still a lie though
40 in my hand pull the trigger still alive though
These demons take over
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