Lyrics:
say he is)
I got a lot yea
(I gotta, I gotta)
No matter the day it is
(No matter the day)
Walking around with my head on swivel that’s just the way
me pick the weaker powered
stations of my shit was set on cable, bumpin
Pause record to press just in case I caught somethin
I always did, just a kid
Serving dog food and whores pussy was his only flaw
Night on the strip he was jonesing by the store with a red bone
She showed him ass he wanted more
crab, so I had to diss her
My head bops and my fingers pops 'til I reach my stop
Then I mush my way through to the record shop
Can I get it one time for
Dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
up yo focus kid (Kid)
Vanity is what the Focus is
Takin over they minds
But they dont notice it
Who got the most money
Who got the codest kicks
Who got
time ya **** drop
Cause they listenin to kids bop
And you like Aw naw dog yall really think that **** hot
How many spitters the top 10 got Pen Drop
time ya shit drop
Cause they listenin to kids bop
And you like Aw naw dog yall really think that shits hot
How many spitters the top 10 got Pen Drop
of my own car again
And because I'm in charge of my own car again
I'm gonna continue going straight
The only way I know how to go straight is
to treat my
kid?
Don't even look over there, act like we ain't trippin'
Within the next few days, potnah came up missin'
See a lot of these niggas bitch up
At least you know I'm human
At least you know I'm real
Beat my head down now I wish I had your kid
And ever since you left I've been acting kinda weird
Let
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
Back my splash and do man proper
Katy Price and Jamie Fox
Ying Yang gimme bulge in tops
Gun lean on your block then bop
2 2 bells in the dot just rock
by my body I'm sexting her
I'm Texting her
The end of the night the party be over
I'm sending one text told her come over
Needed to speak to her that's
I gotta whole lot of money in the car
Been around the world flexing like a superstar
Icy on my wrist I could be a movie star
Now we eating good food
blows
The cable car starts to rock and it shows
Who got my back, my friends or foe
But im not gonna stop im in beast mode
Who could explode in any minute
a zit
Hoes joc'ing my lango swear im over it
You wasn't real raw uncut til i dropped hot shit
You hoes is not dolls more like baby bop kids
Finna get
And I'm far from finished, gamin 'til my coffee diminish
Why pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh
[The Game]
Only son by our mother, no
don't know what happened
I'm always watching my surroundings, if i pull up i'm gon back in
Cant go out at the sto'
This morning got a bag and by tonight
your clique is squad cars
Niggas need to get Crown Vic'ed these days
Stop kicking it, you couldn't fit in my old socks
Let alone my shoes
I'm not
how can I stay mad at you?
Buy you cars and ship them to you just to show my gratitude
Tell your kids they don't need for nothin', I'm puttin' 'em all
is light
80 points divided by 5
Every 16 bars I spit is always fire
Niggas can't compete with me on the beats
And you know my boy Preston
In ya girls
bitch we on top
I up the flame play with my gwap
Got motivated so I'm back up in my zone
I be spazzing off the head this shit came straight from the dome
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