Lyrics:
index off the trigger
As we bust (bust), us (us), we leavin' em in the dust
So keep that 'caine up out of your nose
I said my piece and then I hush
index off the trigger
As we bust (bust), us (us), we leavin' em in the dust
So keep that 'caine up out of your nose
I said my piece and then I hush
at everybody image see a touch of Gates
Had a good friend, but, you killed it, threw my love away
Now they in they feelings 'cause they cannot get in touch
that Bone down,
Gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese,
Movin' thangs in the nine-five, rollin' with
Ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from
gon' tell up on me
I feel yo' pain, my slime
Just trust me and I could get you through the rain, my five
I know you feel the Devil reachin' for you
a big bank truck
Fans out here gonna show me love
Wrist too cold but it don't me nun
Y'all been left behind
But you gon' catch up
When I light up bright
lookin' for a buzz to get hot
Now they comin' over to battle rap
What the fuck we look like, Love & Hip Hop?
(I got somethin' you gon' like...)
My new gun
And this cop is in my
Rear view pullin' me over
And if I roll the window down
He gonna smell the aroma
He's out there reachin' for his gun I
Put my hands
(Brrp)
Out of here, PJ to Jamaica
Naw I ain't tell ya wrong, get the paper
Been fightin' too long against haters
My attitude, yeah I'm going for
reasons by blowing restrictions,
Respect went away by my own intuition,
I assure you my love would be holding you livid,
I’m colder now than you could
My ancestors happy that I'm reachin' for the
Love that I sow
The gifts that I reap
The energy's wider than the universe thinks
The cosmos speaks
for your love
I'm just a fool for your love
I'm a fool and I can't get enough
Ooh, you're givin' me chills up my spine
I'm feelin' so fine, goin' out
a good reason why I'm going to leave
Family and personal relationships out
Of this book
Because this book is way too great
For love and that love is
Pretty
these niggas ain't solid and they movin' faulty
It ain't my fault I'm rockin' Ricky, keep that blicky on me
It ain't my fault when I pop out nothin'
out her clothes
She was reachin' for my, woah
I ain't saying she a ho
But there's things you need to know
This my Teterboro flow, brr, millimetre
Spice Girl emcees Wannabe
But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Clarence
Chorus
Reachin out thru the boundaries
Hold my hand cuz dis boutta sting
Feeling lonely don't wanna let you leave
You killin me yo what a tragedy
Baby
souping bitches like
Don Juan, young goldie
This presidential was a 40
That bitch you love best she know me
That nigga flexin' probably owe me
Nah for real
want you
You know I want you
Love, uh-uh, ooh, oh-oh, ooh, oh-oh (Gates), I want you, girl
They see me, lil' discipline, keep my composure
Step in
guess what? I pray for you and your family
And all my other enemies (prayed for you, enemies)
I'm not gonna let y'all steal my joy
I'm just gon' keep
Yall gotta work out them kinks
While I got kinks knocking at my door
Asking me for my ink (yeah)
Handing off bags full of dough (yeah)
We finna make
to quick reachin' out for my gun
I hope my son don't turn out to a thug
I know that gangster shit run in his blood
My baby mama keep listenin' to punks
but you won't listen to it anyway
I felt it slippin slippin, i was reachin out
While everybody else was geekin out
Got the world jumpin at my beck
to invincible man what an immaculate switch
Duracell in my back I can take any challenge
Shout out to Bunnie for keeping me balanced
Shot out to Versace Vern Boy
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