Lyrics:
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
If I can't trust you then you traded just like Trevor Ariza
Dreads hang past my shoulders got me feeling like Jesus
Blow his head off his shoulders
back
'Cause, baby, I'm rollin'
Right on down that road
Away from you
Well, I'm still waiting for you like a fool
Wasting my time in the concert line in
Pippen
Got the bag and now I'm flippin'
You just jealous
Quit yo' bitchin'
I can see that shit
From like a mile away
I'm tryna get it now
Cause I might die
hanging with snitches
I forgot that his cousin a boss
4L, rat, whatever you call 'em
Cover my face that nigga gon' draw it
Got a TEC contact, I'ma draw it
long as nobody get hurt
It keep your average citizen on point and alert
And don't forget to check her d-cup
Now I bust how he got this duck for his
rules she was breaking
Relationship rules what I'm talking about relating
To cheating she been creeping with a guy named Peter
Peter knew Tim, but Tim
and open source
Soon as ya boor get a swore stuck in ya faloor
Sharpin' up 1 son and become quick draw mcgraw
Put up ya paws boors go why I saw
always misbehave, runnin for days
The North Star help me find my way
I ain't got no time to play, I'm trying to get away
Bloodhounds tryin
[ uncredited singer ]
Got me livin the life
Got me livin the life
That I don't want to
[ L.A. Nash ]
Never knew life could be so fucked up with no
ways off
The radio sounded like Tim McGraw
And everybody knew you by your four wheel drive
We were puttin' miles on main
Sweatin' in the heat for
in space, oh
I'm like Tim I chase the pennies, Imma stack 'em up the Hardaway
Don't matter the team I bring the Magic and I ball away
The world is
brought in
I was barred from Oregon Houston blast away to Portland
That shit was illegal just to have me in they family was ironic met a nigga same boat
know you wish that you could do it too
People think that they can do it like Swollen
The Members do it like you never knew
Getting it, by the grip,
everybody's got problems that they deal with
If you think you're by yourself then you're full of shit
We got homeless people we got genocide we got drunk family
I'm saved by the bell
I started off wit Tim's on my feet north Philly nigga y'all cannot compete I need sum ice For all of this heat if he disrespect
veins pumping octane
blazing plain, same brain
Same ankle that enabled Kain to slew that's a sharp blade
Whether your willing or able I see your
out my Glick might have to blues a nigga
Last name McGraw coz I draw quick like Baba Looey wit me
Wont pop not perc but in dis vert I got a Uzi wit me
I
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
The one that got away
One that got away
The one that got away
The one that got away
Oh, the one that got away
The one that got away
Oh, the one that
hanging on, loosing grip
They love it when I spit, I got it "open"
I'm a walking talking living cliche of an entire generation
Raised by single women
Now I'm getting funky and my rapping, that's my duty
Brothers tend to jock on the style in particular
If you got the ego like some brothers, then I
Down Down
Hook:
Take you down, down
Pick, pick you back up
Verse 1:
Whats for lunch? hope your hella hungry
Got a criticism sandwich on Dutch
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
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