Lyrics:
I)Something I missed out on
Something I must have missed out on
Something I must have missed out on
As we fall astray
Trying to live through your games
This
to the west coast, all my bitches
Bitches who get props 'cause they know who can get got
Who they can get shot by the way ya nigga's hip drop
Walk up in
to the west coast, all my bitches
Bitches who get props 'cause they know who can get got
Who they can get shot by the way ya nigga's hip drop
Walk up in
the offers I had from the devil to sell out and be in the (mentions)
But I was slapped by the angel in me who was dormant who said I should stay back from evil
a porcupine how sharp am I?
But niggas wanna bring out the dark in I
But me I'm so bright I keep walking by
Keep barking hater yeah ya talk a lot but me
I'm
boys aren't nothing to fuck with
Can't be trusted, proper gutted when the patty drops
Hull boys blow the smoke that attracts the cops
Hull boys are
left
Go on
Fill the cup and lets just go again
Some say
To win them races
Man you keep it slow and steady
But they know I'm ready
When I drop a flow
That
a rollercoaster, yeah
Ayy, man don't touch it, yo man don't force it
I was out in the block with my cousins
Shawty bad and they came in a dozen
When I drop man you
now
That man is on his way
I think he's gone to stay
You better drop him now, yeah
Oowee now, baby, baby don't cry
Baby, baby don't cry
Baby,
of bein your man
[Repeat: x2]
How would it feel? To be your man?
Just think of the first time that we went out to the movies
When we went to see
to think which song Imma drop next
My greatest creation manifest in my cerebellum
Translated to my medulla oblongata what's next out my neck
I got a short
man so I ain't really fond of playing games
I ain't no killer but you speak on bro i'm bound to leave a stain
That's on gang
You won't catch me with no
i'm out of fear
Arrogant that i would be
That's the way no, The only way now
I Remember when you called me
Hey man, Can't you see i'm burning
Can't you
That Iron to your boy's shirt, watch it melt off your face
Man dez pussy ass niggas, must not know who the fuck I am man
I'm not worry about going
Whatever I drop they gone call it a classic
Yeah
I been the man had to get in my zone
These niggas still hating the fuck they be on?
If I hop on the track
the lot
All my shooters ready to drop you on the spot
And this bitch said we had beef but I forgot
Man, it wasn't even me, it was the opps
This nigga tryna
shite I've had to listen to day in
And out at all me lunch breaks on the site surrounded
By a load bums that run their mouths brown's
All I hear and now
and warm - Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves
california lifestyle that I live
Them playas is havin money man in plushed out cribs
Survivin in the city is a serious task
Didn't know the (? ) wanted, didn't
live
Them playas is havin money man
In plushed out cribs
Survivin in the city is a serious task
Didn't know the wanted
Didn't have time to ask
Cuz I'm
gotta make my way out
Yeah I gotta make my way out
Ooooooh
Every time I see the homies Ima dap em up
Every mixtape that I drop Ima show em love
Pray for
don't step in my grill ‘cause
I'm a real bad man, uh!
So watch your back, your back you must watch
I'll pop more Glocks than
A draft goat's dreadlocks
Gonna rush when I bust had to get a little trigger happy
And I got a lot of my daddy in me
Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out
Ask me,
to get a little trigger happy,
And I got a lot of my daddy in me.
Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out,
Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let
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