Lyrics:
coming, I'm yelling "Hootie Hoo"
When you start running watch who did he move
And don't come asking me, "Who did he shoot?"
That shit was hard
Leaving lil'
to heaven
Cause they don’t want me there
Okay I miss cocaine
The way that it filled the gap up in my brain
Sociopath, I can feel no pain
I just wanna get my
homie and
That's when your a one start to move like a foe move
But we play by the old rules
My blessing are my blessings
Whats for me ain't for you
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
Inside boy, yeah
Inside boy, yeah
She gets me woozy
Chasing for that coochie
Give her the Hitchcock when we're making a home movie
Yeah, she
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
Well, yes, I could stay home, read a book or two,
Try to get a little bit better at some of these bad things I do.
But the night it is young; so am
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
that bitch
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that bitch, I'm a kill that bitch
My old bitch gone, my new bitch with me
And she in the club
part of me
Part of us excuse me
Forgive me for this verse
Possessed by the holy spirit Every line gets worse
This gift that I'm using used to be a curse
billionaire (Lotta money bro)
Hey the law can't touch me (Nu-uh)
Calling shots when I ball, can't bust me (Nu-uh)
When I'm acting like a billionaire
Like
P-see-P, P get piecy with the hoes
First they gotta come bless me
I'm, heaven's gift, heavy on the wris'
Heavy on the waist, memories what I say so
When
"Ain't no man scream like Prince"
And I was like, "That's fucking awesome"
GQ: Your dad had left when you were 6
So your mom raised you on her own
Frank
of gin, in case I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a ridah
Nobody cries when we die, we Outlawz, let me ride
Until I get free
I live my life in
I'm dat nigga from the corner
I'mma put dat furry 'D' 'pon ya
Got dat mouth like a Blowfish Swallow me, like I'm Jonah
I don't really give a fuk bout
She like the snake in her bird-tim
I'm addicted by design, a fiend
If she ever try to cut me from her team
Don't turn your back
When she's on that
Gotta trust the legends, catch on to the method
Worried as an adolescent, will I go to heaven?
Cubensis with my baddie by me, we're so connected
So
don't quote me that they strolled by
Man this whole time I was alone
Just by myself but we'll I don't mind it's my gold mine
Lord just lift me off my
and go see the island?
I'm sure he'll send for you when he's ready
Well, excuse me, miss, would you mind?
Heaven help me, could it be?
No, it
old lady, I'm a kill that b****
Man f*** dat hoe, but I'm a kill that b****
(Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell)
When I see that b****, I'm a kill that
on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
I burn through
of
Commercialized superstition now don't
Get me wrong i'm for decency -
Period i'm for anything and
Everything that bodes love and consideration
For my fellow man
But
Fucked a lil hoe and she ain't even know me
Ever since then I been all by my lonely
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Bitch, Gang
But now I
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