Lyrics:
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
probably worth the lawsuit
Call me Johnny Cash Jr.
Singing in Folsom
If I ever get hooked on that nose dust
Won't be saved my no hoe, tough
Need a wholesome
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
holla)
Now I just wanna love ya (just wanna love you, Hov')
But be who I am (you know you love me, Hov')
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo'
holla)
Now I just wanna love ya (just wanna love you, Hov')
But be who I am (you know you love me, Hov')
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo'
the right information...
Fuck the media coming straight from The Terrorists crew
I don't love none of ya'll hoes so fuck you
You never understand
I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move, because you're standing still
Walk the line, Johnny show me what your cash can do
Top gun, think I'm
And that's why you're my sunshine, darling
Even when it rains, when it rains
I need my little baby by my side
I'll be your Johnny Cash if you walk my line
Oh, I really thought that I had learned to love her
I even took her home to meet my mother
That's why it breaks my heart to discover
That she
two tone
Ice on my wrist
Shoutout Johnny, he blessed
Put up your bitch, on my dick, yeah, she kiss
Love to talk, he just acting
Saint Laurent on my
wanna love you]
But be who I am [you know you love me]
And with all this cash [mo' money, mo' problems]
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Oh, I really thought that I had learned to love her
I even took her home to meet my mother
That's why it breaks my heart to discover
That she
Walking in a straight line
I never made good with changing minds
Save your mother's back by missing the lines, I'll try
She's got teeth like
who giggle walking by
People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own
I guess that's
by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin' you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your
Johnny Flynns
Niggas doing county years
They get killed over ounces here
Blood flooded the block they all drowning here
Love don't love nobody drive-bys in
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
can't trust these niggas uno!
Cash! You already know, nigga
Money bags, nigga money bags, nigga
No, we cannot hang if you a stain
What you want
town
"(Sh!) Don't tell your mother what's going down"
So many kids I knew, never knew who pop was
That's why I show my pop love
He was still around
through her earth
The way a jagged little pill
Shoves its way 'round the mouth of history
I love my mother like I love breathing air
Even when she bruises
Yeah
(That's Chucks)
Suffered by myself, I had my mind playin' games (mind playin' games)
I put it on my mother, I sent bullets to that lane
A-rock, uhh.. back-pack, jack-of-love
Uhh uhh, johnny p
Uh.. down - like - that - what?
Keep it real baby, 2000, millennium, we gone
ones
Look at the marveling mothers
Beyond any measure they are blessed for knowing love at 80 miles an hour
Now we could be the narrative shifters
Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make
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