Lyrics:
saying
Don't just bob your head to the beat
Peep the game
And listen to what I'm saying and
Hold us accountable for it
You know what I mean, erm!
seven on the dash, guess I'm feeling lucky
I kinda got a thing for cash, I just want your money
I'm tying cherry knots, got 'em twisted like my stomach
like Buju I'm crucial
I'm a Brooklyn boy, I may take some gettin' use to
Chain snatchin', ain't have it, gotta get it
Same shitted, from Brownsville
Yah
Big bag, got 'em big mad
A nigga gettin' to some money and his bitch bad
Jumpin' out the Rolls truck with the temp tag
I'm gettin' money, I
pathetic
That I'm in my late 20s still never been to a wedding
Guess the idea of that lobby empty, do not sit with me well
It's not your fault they try get
Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list
Buy the whole club P, don't fuck with no Cris
That average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist
Them
Automatic bullet flow
Uzi, Calico
Ladies man, Yeah, but to that pussy I'm a bully tho
Beat it, eat it, let it go
Retarded, stupid, silly tho
caught up in the hype
See the chrome shine bright, and now they think I'm they type of nigga
Bitch pump your brakes, you wanna make the bed shake
Get
I'm-poss-ible
And you know that
(I don't wanna hear that bull shit, I wanna hear that official shit)
(Kanye and that Twista shit, that's so impossible to get
through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
Rappin' ass nigga
There go Wiz he a rappin' ass nigga
I'm in
Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
About the boy
Everybody thinks that I maybe just don’t care
Who is to blame
Does anybody know if I’m faking?
All I know is that it’s too late
Everybody thinks
Yeah Sapphire
Yeah, Sapphire
I'm sick and I'm tired and I'm fried
And you gotta believe me
Yeah, Sapphire
If I cross myself when I come,
With you it's always all or nothing
With you I know I'm in for life, oh yeah
With you I lay in this bed we made
With you it's ride or die
Cause
Yo
Five in the morning
80 cash meet the plug with the .40 on me
I turn the paper into birds, call it origami
Fuck a wave, I'm the whole tsunami
did it, glad that I didn't
Space kicks and a Big Mac
Got my space case but I'm sure that
All my friends fake 'cause they told me that
Shit wasn't
did it, glad that I didn't
Space kicks and a Big Mac
Got my space case but I'm sure that
All my friends fake 'cause they told me that
Shit wasn't
always kept my head up
So when I'm in doubt
I grit my teeth and I get real loud
And I picture the people who tried to kick me down
And shout
NEVER BACK
for somebody so unstable
you really have your shit together
man i wish i was able
to recognize that i’m no better
no trouble changing up your
there's a better way to love you girl I'm with it
Oh
And now I'm cancelling my plans, taking off
Don't know where I've been
I'm more than your friend
I'm a hypocrite (I'm a hypocrite)
But at least I fuckin own it
You never admit (you never admit)
That you're anything but golden
The only
(M-m-m-murda)
Only big talk shit come out my mouth
You know the sex too good, can't leave the house
I'm a spoiled ass bitch, I like to pout
My
cheaper (cheaper)
Only got a few dollars to my name
No I, I, I, I'm never gonna stop believing
Yeah I, I, I, I'mma let 'em know till the day I die
are you Satan?"
I reply like, "Are you playin'?"
Slurp on pussy like Lo Mein
I'm Progressive like Flo, man
Therapist knocking at my fucking door,
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