Lyrics:
from danger but not
Safe from love, not safe from every good thing
Some time passed, the sun and the moon sped by
Birds flew, dogs barked in their turn,
or Die see'mon
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
SHE LOVES GAME
SHE WANTS THE CASH
(SHE LOVES THE CASH)
SHE BOUT TO GET
IT BY ANY MEANS
SHE’LL SACRIFICE
FOR THE TEAM
DAMN
DON’T MAKE ME
by January, got the eyes of a tiger, Katy Perry
Gettin' married to the game, little bitch, we not the same
And that bitch pussy wet like Johnny Dang
I love to sing
Call me the king of pain, but my name ain't Sting
Or Roger Clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame
'Cause all you sap suckers
then I fuck on my side piece
Stay by myself, cuz these niggas be slimy
We gon' fold his ass, no origami
I give her the test, like Johnny
She give me
Left me all with the load, but I carried it
Fell in love with the game, and I married it
I'm tryna change up the narrative
Know the money can speak it
This a tale of two brothers and two d
Different paths
And they really love each other as kids They would laugh
Had two different mothers but shared
it's gonna happen because it's happened to a lot of people I know
My mother, my father, my loves
The president, the kings and the pope
They all had
The Cash Flow,
Broke In The Past Yo.
You Cant Catch Me With A Mother Fuckin Lasso.
Thats Whats Up, Get Yo Bucks,
We Done Drove Around This Hoe Livin Great
step
In the first place
Everybody wants out on their own
Now that I'm grown
I want to be back home
In a world full of vipers
Only my mother's love
being popular
I was more concerned writing narratives for the populous
Climbing every rung on the latter we can't skip
Sow the field, fruits of our labor
Each line I spit was born with 20 brothers
In order for him to live, I had to sacrifice the others
I love 'em like a mother, from the moment that I
alone
'Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash and John Deere
Way out here
We've got a fighting side a mile wide but we pray for peace
'Cause it's
depend on her mother cause the streets got her mother
Daddy long gone cause he chose to cash out
So she don't know what a real man all about
Wide ass open
hear the pain in my verses I stop showing it in my eyes
Lost so many loves ones to these streets I’m use to it so I can’t cry
Grew up in a area where
Yeah
Man, this nigga Thelonious always give me somethin' I can breathe on
Bleed on
Shout to Johnny Smalls
Uh, this is ground zero I'm risin'
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've
about looking woke and that's the actual tea
But don't oppose it or you'll be a Twitter casualty
If you're against their peace and love they'll respond
on my back and my stomach
Cuz ima mother fucking fool
Uhhh, show me love
Cuz when I make music with thugs, I make moves
Well im coming out hard
I was
what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off course
It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says
mother fuckers tap out
I'm like McGregor make 50milliion cash out
White China, ten lines its over
Blowa coka oh my dick ain't workin
Zannys, Mollys, got
to death that's painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God
But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We
on your toes
Johnny gone shoot he stay with the pole
Tommie's and tools it spray and it blow
Thotties in twos they making a show
Got to stay true I pray
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