Lyrics:
Imma get there
And cant nobody stop me
Imma get there
And cant nobody stop me
I know you heard the saying
That life is but a vapor
That means the clocks
Nobody's gonna give you no break
Police ain't gonna give you no break
Not too fast, don't wanna make a mistake
The land of the free and I just wanna
style
All bitches by ma side
You got it boy, you got it
You got it boy, you got it
I got you boy, I got it
Come and take your price
You got it boy, you
for some Louis clothes
Try and do me dirty then yo ass get exposed
And filled with bullet holes
Choppa arrange your funeral
I'm tryna get rich while you
Hold up wait don't nobody move but the cake
Don't nobody move but the bread
You foolish you think you can do it like greg
I'ma just run up them racks
sell my soul, ho, who the hell is you?
They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere, well I can deal with that
But those who pop they shit get the shit
happy to see my people smile you know what I'm sayin
I ain't a hater, I don't even like sayin' the word
(Nobody lives by the code of the street no more)
figure out
When the next joint coming out
Oh, nowadays niggas want favors
But if you talk about money
Well homie then we can work somethin' out
Louis
kind
But for you it's just the price that I pay
It's just the price I pay for loving you
The price I pay for needing you so much
The price I pay
Glad I got you by my side, without you I feel alone
And that's just something I can't hide
I tell myself that I don't need you, but I come back every
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
He loves you
And he wants to be with nobody else Besides you
But deep down I know you're Feeling lonely
What's the price of your heart
You're my lost
done told her, "Don't you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis: you can win him back"
If she get to Cairo, make Saint Louis by herself
Get to Cairo, find
and double G
Don't last forever
By the blood he made me clean
Only cause I let him
I remember 9 to 5
Working at the depot
Don't care if you
to rob the man
They wanna kill us all now
They want to starve us all out
One by one
There’s nobody left to bow down
Take the throne
You’re just a king
but I still ain't forget
My price gon' go up as soon as I land
And I'll hit you up as soon as I land (And I'll hit you up)
I wanna kiss you in Gucci
I
When you're crowded out by freedom's price
And you take a shred of bad advice
The system knows but you're kept underground
When you can't afford
on the beat it's in Timberland boots
Price going up on the section
I paid the Promoter
You gon' have to leave out the booth
You might just lie to yourself
But I
nothing but cash and cars
And I tried to help but you broke us apart
Now I'm flexing on you but you still see the scars
Okay, you is a bitch
I don't give
I've been workin' and gettin' by
But that ain't enough to satisfy
'Cause I got dreams for you and I
So I got money on my mind
So if you wanna stack
Im scarfed in Louis Vutton
Tell Donald Im Flipping that 12 when he send it.
Planning on pushing her mind to the limit
Then pushing her body
eating alphaghetti
Mom and pops was steady up on my ass
Now I got numerous incomes for cash
Carry some up in my Louis V satch
Can't lie to you, man, life
decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Driftin' off into another stage of life
*** paid you price and big homies
your wordplay intact
And 50 couldn't say it better
Can't find you
Show me where his mama live at
You a gangsta, I'm not one
But it doesn't mean by all
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