Lyrics:
as the world goes by
Passing you
Take downers
To counteract the speed
Ecstasy for me
Viagra for my grandfather's seed
Ridalin for my son
Fix the BD
Forget all
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
by
Friday I hit your line
We kiss and make love by midnight
All I ever ask of you
All I ever need from you
All I ever ask
Is that you take it nice
it till you’re shoeless
Ain’t nobody ever useless
Till you’re bootless
And you gotta run
5-0 knocking at the door, and he’s got a gun
Dabbing dope boys
keep do'n
More cats that slang cain and more lives get ruined
No daddys, so Boys ta Men, raised by lady's
And much props ta dem ladies raise'n dem
boy with a shirt that say
Don't you miss the fucking classics like purple rain
You need something to cool you off
Man, my beat like a bitch because you
got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon
I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy
feel like they been sacked by tuck
My n****z dont give a middle finger up
It's all fair love in war where we come from
I made it love it or hate it
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the aeons, and on and on
Oh yes we'll
bitches who clippin' your dick off
I'm a boss champagne with the steak
Pink rose jay sittin' ace by tha case
Brisco line to young nigga what it do
He
fucking army
My n****s really getting it
My n****s getting money
Just because the gun down mean he won’t shoot you in yo stomach
Told you boys not to come
' olives|bud a couple cold cans by the lake|in a country sorta way||I like Big Bucks 'n I cannot lie|a backwoods boy 'n a bottle of shine||I got street smarts
that (Ross)
I rep carrot city out in Vegas (Vegas)
N the matchin' huned thousand dollar bracelet (who)
Mo' guns then the matrix (matrix)
Neo reload
you black though, you work hard and never live in a castle
You get called the N-word by an asshole
Cops harass they trying to dismantle
So lil Tommy
it's 2055, huh
She said, "Boy you nice, boy you nice", huh
Heart cold like some water and some ice (huh)
Why would you sacrifice (huh)
Knowing you
flood
To save the lager from the guns and spillage of blood
See the English roses spreadin' through the land, but there's a wag-'n-bietjie thorn in
they don't go for what's in the book
'n that makes 'em bad
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice french bomb
To poof
Boy picture me com'n shining my motherfuckin' ass off
Nigga I'm com'n in a Ram on 19's
I don't want for nothin' livin' the million dollar dream
football in Royston when we had the nice weather
Together, vapes turned to weed
Weed turned to pills, and bills fueled the greed
And greed started fraud,
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered
Boy where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved
By
Beaming| like d rose|
Explosive |
Hot| like the weather |
Thorny| like a rose|
Don't know| that i am spiky|
I may seem |all nice |
Inside |i mighr be
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