Lyrics:
on these words, this is my affidavit (wow)
And if you want a legal battle, send your ass to David (that's my lawyer)
Uh, I'm half-man, half
Look
Yeah I'm feeling the vibe
We're coming out the dark
And it's all chills by the side
Cos we've all been keeping is safe
And we're nearly out
the passenger seat
Riding hood, by my hood, ain't no hike in the wood
Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I could
Man, it's me, once again it's that
at least, money goin' up, it gotta increase
Got two bitches, that's a two-piece
Tryna turn my car into a two-seat
And what's up with these rappers, man
Is
of robbed your man if the fool was smart
But a fool and his money will soon depart
Then I went to my crib, went to sleep 'bout four
When I woke up, police
goal is to get as fucked up as I can
I lost my sense of purpose when she said I wasn't even half a man
I got lots of problems without motivation
dude
Get you shot by dat fool
Get you lined by dat bitch
You get money mad rich
But yo mind state average
Every syllable you ponder
Peep my ep n
choose
To blow it all on booze
And half the time it's that fool that ends up
With half my cheque
Too much month at the end of your money
A day in
Hello
cyo Whitey
Who this is?
It's Dephree from the Burg, What's the boogie Jack?
Oh What's going on my guy, What's good?
Man I need some
Don't be phony and expect one not to flex
Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen
Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
walk deep in woods
Where grass carpets feet
Phone bills grow in the dark, half-asleep
It's the real deal, he wanna do it proper
Puts on best suit
Knocks
we deal
Boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill
Real recognize real; I ain't sayin' a word
Doin eighty in the M - that means I'm stayin' in
nigga
Rich money
I just want you to feel me
Releasing all my pain so this music can heal me
Let every blunt I smoke and every drink don't kill me
By
got choices that's that shit make you a man
You might shoot that gun today and then tomorrow it might jam
See I'd rather focus on the bands
We had to go
money
Let's get to this money
These all dirty hunnids, we catchin' bodies
Just came back from South
By Southwest in Austin
All the white people telling
Me
what? TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked,
to call Rio
I need a plug on three pints
Threw some work on the ground
And watched two fiends fight
My nigga was on chill until I
Gave him the green light
(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence
I stood in line and left my name
Took about six hours or so
Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game
Said they'd let me know
I put in my
stood in line and left my name
took about six hours or so
Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game
said they'd let me know
I put in my
impatient
Always 'bout the money
Never been with hatin'
Believe in loyalty, I had my niggas fight they cases
Don't believe in hope, I tell 'em hold they
Hey, man, the
(Uh, bbno$)
the fuck you mean, you ain't heard of no fuckin' Lentra the God?
Now my money long, I'm Jack Money Bean (stalk)
Ten miles to northward of the narrow port
Open'd a larger haven: thither used
Enoch at times to go by land or sea
And once when there, and clambering
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