Lyrics:
girl
You're my little girl
You're my little girl
You're my little girl
Been a few years, and you're a little mini me
You light up the room, loved by all
only fifteen, should have
Been a beauty queen, still
See her cryin' by the caskets
When her parents got killed
Little girl don't cry
'cause even though
and he's fine
I said Mike:
YEAH!
Where d'you get your leisurewear?
I got my tracksuit from a shop in Aberdare
I wears my gold outside of my shirt
And I
my pockets healthy in this pandemic
I haven't hit your bitch but my man's hit it
I am not scared to take a risk, Douglas gambling
Money talks, Douglas
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
that?
In the crib that you livin' at, you
Only got men on ya wall
Where are all the women at?
I been could scrap, and you a decent height
But if my fists
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
wanna use what's in my closet
Run them streets like M. Douglas, like yep, your boy's lost it
To you talentless cats your fifteen is up
I know my shit is
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
Approach like I'm just trynna have a past tense fling
Baby come meet in my class I'm the math test king
Whats your name Nina? You got a man then I ain't seen
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
up girl my bad
Wait a second get in my bag
Too thriller like my Mike Jack party every night cause life's fast
Stay with my dawgs and we bite back too
Heart wrench heartbreak shit
Excuse my French
Days without showers body stench
But in my defence
My euros ain't plural and my
Dollars ain't making sense
JOcNLEE:
From 13 heads in an apartment on the East Side
cnd first to get a degree to see my mom cry
Been through enough of the struggles, know to get by
Now
give your ass a DP
But you civilian gang, in real life, you PC
You know who really bang a set? My nigga YG
You know who really bang a set? My nigga
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
the men united
My girl's shape made me a drinker
Fell in love with the bottle
I love your ass 'cause home is best
I'm from the bottom
And I'm down to earth
home
And every night I sleep with my wife
(Another slight pause)
I'm tryna leave the beef alone
I'm getting up in age
Plus, I know the feeling of being
my man
I'ma be the one to break it to you
Here's a little advice for you, find your own man
It was hard to find a girl that 's really down for me
life)
Make things right (Make things right)
And girl I'm a bad boy so I
Gotta do what I gotta do
Risk my life (Risk my life)
In the late night (In
Conven my heart broke apart when I seen them march mommas in
As I rap this verse right now, got tears flowing down my chocolate chin
Told the truth
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
Men who know what it means to be looked up to by a griny faced kid
Men who want to sign autograph books and not deal under the table
Men who are
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
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