Lyrics:
the shop, but I can't say no more
Switching lanes, playing by my rules, I write my own script
Why you mad at me? Your bitch was choosing, she was on my tip
your girl and I'll hump her
Cum in a flash with that thunder
Beat up that ass what a bummer
No rubber, you feeling me now?
Gimme the crown
My boyz got my
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
when the pac ends,
You never mix bizness with new friends
All black Benz you can call it pac man
25 10 9 and a 4 5 on me
I don't need no coley do
tricked
Reminiscent of a younger version that was me
remedy was me
Mastermind worst case
I could get the ticket just by driving out the place
She was over
tact I got the reason tracked oh no
And you can't really deny the fact
I got it packed here I bust a cap
Got more loaded in the chamber
Element season
going I can't back out
Satan foul out attacking can't call foul
No flag even though he had me down bad
Yet God felt more pain that I'll ever have
Had this
How many more women must I tell I'm tired of sinning?
Captain save a... and if I don't then I'm a villain
And how many more times will I fill with
the lifestyle of mine
No pal of mine
Runnin' with goons with knife wounds from jail time
Got the squad lookin' like tycoon, we all shine
While we parlay
trust without commitment
Can't live this life with no assistance (whoah)
I gotta have you by my side
The devil will never tell you a lie
That's what
I'm not staying alone (no)
Now she, yeah yeah she is in my zone
But she got different type of chromosome (let's go)
Some gold on my nose (yeah)
More
will squint back through a fog
Trying to see some polluted version of all I meant to be in life
Their recollections pruned by the accidents of time
descendants will squint back through a fog
Trying to see some polluted version of all I meant to be in life
Their recollections pruned by the accidents
the rain
It's like they left me to push packs by myself
But I ain't serving niggas no more, I quit that dancing shit
I quit looking at my brother like
it's you against the rest
Man lately I've been feeling uninspired having no desire
Going on two years now and I'm tired
Of having no power to my fucking
Gon' be up all night long
Walkin' this wood flo'
'Till my man gets home
I'm at the front do'
I'm listening by the phone
But I'm gon' be here
With
to much
Let me take one more hit
Get a little more lit
Andy take over and finish this shit
I'm doing a favor by being consistent
Each and every day no way I
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let it breathe
I'm, I'm, about, about to triple my worth
Getting nervous so you clinching your purse
I ain't looking for no chump change nor short
No cap as I flex on em
You ball hard I got next on em
This shit raw I don't step on him
I can put some bread on him
Homie better go check on him
Word
needed cash
When I got that cash ain't
Do shit but by vans
Gotta take more trips, gotta see more shit
Gotta get new fans
Yea niggas in the city they be
on by)
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me (walk on by)
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have
should be heard no more
There are punks on the mic, they get paid
Well, here's news, you're bein played
I don't plan to be a king and I don't wear a crown
only last one night
she's just the cream of the crop and I place no one above
my booty shaking beauty doing strip club love
(69 Boyz)
girl if your
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