Lyrics:
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like
then they play me like a game
I'm sorry, love
Sorry that when you love me, I push away
Just live it up
Had to give a P-O-V inside my brain
That's why, Im
One, one two
Check me out right here yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
Better
I was in the basement with the h*** dawg, bake that p**** wet like Cardi B
All the way up, with the crew, the Nightcall
She grab my d*** that’s not
me!
444444 me!
Verse Two:
A B.O.S.S. B.I.T.C.H REALLY PREVAIL/IF SHE AIN'T A FAKE ASS BITCH IN A REAL BITCHES SHELL-
IF I HAD TIME TO LISTEN SHE GOT
anya)
Gat 2 milli on the Floor
3, 4 milli in the Dome
Might just get whipped by the Porsche
We ain't playing no more
I get money by the minute
I blow time
with it i got it im shinning
Vs 2
Bare so much pain in my heart but that W still in my site i since by my dupness some somewhere in the shadows waiting
Straight motherfuckin' ballin'
Part 2, Still Ballin'
Westside
Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary,
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me
or The Fugees, hahahahaha
Y’all niggas’ll never stop me, never drop me
Never make me fall me, 2Pacalypse
All I know how to do is BALL BALL BALL!
My crew, survive
it's pimpy
Gon' play a huch till I die, so go arach from respect me
Crew thanger, Hoo Banger, Bad braw breathness
And divide hoes like the Looies
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
sale and flow to Mexico the atlas
This the road no threats are valid
This the road that made a savage
2 cM IN THIS B***H
2 cM IN THIS B***H
2 cM IN
can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo!
I'm a Regime original
My flow's aqua
She give me
putting out hit's
Tryin' to shoot me
But I'm out in LA on the low livin' Gucci
And lavish
They tryin' to take they money back
It's two to they cabbage
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
Atlanta and all summer 16s
Your thoughts are all encompassed using Instagram memes
That's why the game missed me, but I can't do it myself
So Code,
You do me I do you (uh-huh)
Spend a night with boo-boo (yeah)
Let's have a private party for two
But it's gotta be bumpin' in order for me to get
it's just another day
Oh, I could use some two or three!
Or other kind of ways to be
But today I won't be so hard on me
I walk alone down a different
featuring Dres
[Dres]
Listen this is Dres and I'm letting ya know
That S H O W be I Z and A.G. are all that
So just sit back
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