Lyrics:
etapa no aceptó coupones, RUAC con la ganga, 4L con i brothi
Lo miró e' lejito, si la rastrillo da pasito de salsa
mirame il brilllo
Lo pedale forgiato la
up the ignorance, bliss
It could've been so easy Zach, why didn't you just say something?
Because I have to write a song about it
In four years I guess
quisa, retírate llego tu fin
al genero tu no aportas na na da
Mírame de arriba a bajo se nota la pinta
se nota el gajo, ustedes matando menores
y
Twenty-four seven
I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
Yo what the fuck
Yo why am I
of income
I’m a sensitive ass Pisces
I wipe my tears wit hunduns
F*ck the game I just want the money
And then some
Y Besame me culo con tu
Lies n
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y
One step forward and four steps back
My head's on straight but I can't get by
My girl don't want me and I don't know why
The lord won't save me but
I'm banded (why E?)
Cause I'm the last man standin
"Whatever it takes how ever it gots to go down, 4 mics on stage a motherfuckin' 4 pound"
Yeah,
the sheep inside
So what now we are just stuck
Why do we just have to rot
What did we ever do wrong
And why did it have to be us
All I wanted was a happy
you ever saw me is the best thing to do
Don't give a fuck about your family, they'll be resting with you
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, better
the greatest, I'm determined to win. until then I can't get no satisfaction.
Ya, blow me a shotgun [Repeat: x4]
I'm the one that went to the gun fight with
Cdave Vwoo
(its the pro with another one)
Twendele twendele tuchakale
Bad gurl Bandali we tugendele
Gucci bandana we dey yambale
ride for me 4 by
[00:25.24]I'm in a 4 by 4 by 4 by 4 top 3 discussion[00:28.31]I just came down from up the hill this perk hit me like rocky[00:31.29]I'm in the yo
too much on my mind
I was going back in time
Fixating on the past
Nothing good ever lasts
But the pain comes back
That's why I'm staring at black-
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
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
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
4 niggas to a mattress
You ain't ever tell yourself that Shawty was ya last bitch
Then she say she cheated, brodie warned me and I flagged it
Doing
letter
Ahead of my time and you know not
To ever put me in position
Designed to put these rappers
Out of commission
All I spit is dope and after this
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