Lyrics:
to all the buyers, admired by all your posse
Idolize me, but Kamikaze if you copy
Word to my mom, I been ripping bongs since I was in her arm
Palm reader
Smith or Martin Lawrence
I'm talkin' 'bout
Boys that'll surely inspire
Your life insurance, life is short
Your reality is at the height of a dwarf
Say
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
kissing bitches in Canada
Then kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did Pamela
Put her in the chamber all against her Wilt Chamberlain
I never had a Reason,
Man she so naive
She saying she won't leave
What you talking about, you saying you ain't leaving. Foreal what you mean?
I don't see how you can say
some pills now I'm lazy
Okay so where were you at it was raining
Bad lil bih and her name was Tracy
Imma set it off
Imma set it off baby girl
All these
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
like Tracy Beaker
I'm driving round making drops, but I don't litter
I'm old school like Raven & Blue Peter
They wanna come around, but Asinle
Me,
'm feeling sweet
Number Nine, Rick Owens on me
Man this lifestyle is so crazy
Fucking on model hoes get lazy
I been by myself I don't need no lady
I spend it
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
that I'd feel empty
I'm really tired of this Lawrence Welk shit
Too many thoughts in my head, now
I can't get out of my brain
Think I've been
and the Pope started smoking that dope
I was having so much fun getting high with the Pope
Me and Pope Francis getting drunk off church wine
I got hit by a bus I
Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
(Chezzooo)
I told Tracy and Draco I love them, cause they stay strapped for fun (Gang)
TBF, yeah, them my brothers, we just be actin up (The Baccend)
BossGang
Yeah, I'd like to thank everybody,
The haters, my fans (wow)
It's been five years man,
Three albums, thirty million copies, you gotta love it,
today, Eds or Tracy's
I be talking shit now I see why these niggas hate me
Oh my fucking god I see why these niggas hate me
It don't make no motherfucking
be
Sometimes it takes more than just 2 hands to clap
c picture perfect moment, so where you at?
I am the man from the Satyug
Stuck in the Kalyug
Tu
we do it
NU LA
Was going through it
Now we all just gettin too it
I got 40 for the block
Extra 50 for my mans
And you know that's why we do it
For
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
bitch)
I was born in the 90s, fuck the 80s (I'm a 90s kid)
'Cause I've got lots of guap, all these niggas hate me (nah, forreal)
Big shouts out to mama,
nigga tell me how you wanna play
I'll get em tapped, Foenem hustle by the pack
Put the flash on the gat, He ain't know where he was at
Oh fasho we
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
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