Lyrics:
Mad Hot
Big Homie Got Da Cracc Spot
On Locc Like A Pad Locc
By Morning Poccets Not Fat
By Night Gotta Fat Knot
Knocc Knocc
Tryna Box Me In This Hot
at them like brothers this a trap
While trying to fuck the bitch that passed by like
She ain't a trap I snapped cause he start talking that shit
That he say
our kids
Too many brothers caged in the Pen
Engagin' a bid, enslaved by the pigs
If it wasn't for crooked cops that pop shots grazin' our wig
That
Brother looking for cash
By the time he beat Bowser
His wallet was fat
Riding in on Yoshi, to save the day
You don't have to take him to bed Peach
Just bake
rings
All the rings
Five hundred Benz
Expensive thangs
Cannabis
Marvellous
All the thangs
S-s-s-smokin' my weed with brothers and
Feelin' crucial
I’m in
Larry: Brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening. I been a fool, I been hanging out on street corners with whores and junkies -
want all the
Shiny things
Iced out chain and
Diamond ring
House so big every time you drive by you can easily tell that
I'm a king
Gold tooth when I'm
this song
The next one I'll switch up
This one will get bit up
These fucks
To lazy to make up shit
They crazy
They don't, paint pictures
They just
a boy, it's always a setup
If I see an opp, I bet I'ma wet 'em
New speed, I bet I change up the level
Make it rain, I bet I change up the weather
cream soda
The bitches all fall down ring a ring of roses
I did it no witness, no Jehovah
Clock start ticking we don't got time
Stephen King, in control
pass
Just as the bus pulls up and I step to the rear
This old lady look like she drank a 40 of fear
I see my old-school partner, said his brother got
pass
Just as the bus pulls up and I step to the rear
This old lady look like she drank a 40 of fear
I see my old-school partner, said his brother got
traumas
I wanna make it by myself
Earn some money for my fam without getting into the cell
How to live without a knife
Or knowing bout how to fight
My
I love living reckless
Don't make me grab you by the neck bitch
I'm hellish
I love living reckless
Acting like i got a deathwish
I'm hellish
I love
on blacking out
With thoughts of funerals in visions I'm hearing death now
They calling me I'm trying to stay the fuck away from it
I'm trying to make it out
to a 9 to 5, cuz your grades tanked?
Stuck to a 9 to 5, cuz you got student loans and the banks hate
Hmm, Wonder why?
You gotta work till you make change
brother there by my side Taught him how to steal when a nigga was five
Knee high was i but a nigga really tried To survive in these streets
So a nigga had
The first day we met, I was in my vet
I just left Warner Brothers pickin' up my check (ha ha)
I pulled up in Wing Stop just to get me a bike
Rubber cush
fiends
Now I'm on to big money and great things
New whip on 18's, new chick, my chain swing
Caught up in the gang thing, trying to make my name ring
Even
wit' another brother wit' cash
They drive by, roll down the window and laugh.
I solve all my problems wit' indo and hash
Bought my daughter a Nintendo
Just me and the world, wherever I may roam
From Chicago to Erie by way of Orleans
Make a right, go left, and then I swipe my thing
They say "What floor"
want big rings
Louie V's or the Ice Creams
Just some nice things
We was living like a nightmare now we right here
Jimbos with the nike airs
But the nice
to the seeds, peace to the birth
Of the nation of the Five Percent
That sent intelligent brothers to represent
We left the rally now we're maxing uptown
8th
the store, make 'em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin' cockpit
Yachty I might stop rappin'
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