Lyrics:
factor! You softer then tissue/
They ain't gon' miss you/
And you don't want no problems /
So stop with the issues, OKAY?/
[HOOK] x2
I said these niggas be
Tony's mad, he got the sack
He's walking home with just the shirt on his back
Billy bought a corner store
Went belly up and moved home once more
the coupe riding solo
By myself I don't need nobody
The shirt is polo
The belt is Fendi
The shoes Givenchy
You see I told you girl I'm stuntin on another
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
kissed
Graduated and got that twist
Kind of love I can''t resist
At seventeen
Now, sloppy shirt, old blue jeans
Dirty shoes by all
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
kissed
Graduated and got that twist
Kind of love I can''t resist
At seventeen
Now, sloppy shirt, old blue jeans
Dirty shoes by all
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
that I can say
by the end of the year you earn a 100K.
Its a job you can do you get free T-shirts
and expensive tennis shoes.
If this is the kind
incomplete
Never see me trippin' or me livin' in defeat
No rules I'm snatching for keeps
Old shoes every step my status increases
Pull up in the whip, no
at twenty-five
More than music, don't confuse it
I'm surrounded by shooters, don't be stupid
This is real life, no illusion
I'm a problem, I'm a nuisance
I just
Moonlight
Stars shine
Red top
White shirt
Pictures sealed in my dreams and my memories
Telling me
You’ve been acting so dead to me
How could I feel guilty
bouncing these bricks on a nigga like they Spaulding
The bass is bangin?, it make your chest cave in
And all the hoes be like his CL ain't playin
The shoes
I know they envy me
How you gon hate on the next king grind
I'm just outchea doin me
I'm outchea feedin mines
It takes a lot to fill my shoes
I do my
terrified
Takes a while tryna figure if they should stay or pass by
Guess I've never been easy, have I? Nah
I said I've been getting money lately so I don't
it's all said and done
I don't been through the fire for
Ain't no fear in my eyes though
I will not compromise my dreams
Oh you finna do your thang in
a thousand pounds of the hurting truth
You got your work cut goof
No more hiding behind the ***** news
I'm in your mansion admiring your shoes
Looking at all
know what the fuck I've been doing
I try to keep it moving but lately the movements been glue
I need a solution of solvents to solve all my problems
and try to listen
These shoes only fit me watch me walk in them
If he ain't talking money why you talk to him
I'm confused I'm lame cause I ain't got no
the weekend
Get outta your suits
It's time to let loose
Get off your caboose
And move about your shoes
Cause we're just looking for some good times
So only send
might take her back to the lab, bitch (ay, c'mere)
Yeah, it's N'Korekt, can't you tell by the bars (Bars)
If you got a problem, then we spar (Karate)
I'm
Look
These guys blind from they third eye
Feelings aside, you live and you die
Ain't no better feeling than feeling alive
Walk inside my shoes
a thousand pounds of the hurting truth
You got your work cut goof
No more hiding behind the fuckin news
I'm in your mansion admiring your shoes
Looking at all
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