Lyrics:
Young nigga, crashed out on that Henny
I can't sip no more
Leaning to the side I might fall
I can't tip no more too turnt
Leave his crew burnt
Please
M.I.A
I miss it all
When we ball
Until we fall
With people hating on us
So we said fuck em all
I member them days
You and me chilling at the mall
of fake a lot of hate from lots of friends
You check me and it balance out we standing on all tens
What that mean we never fall
You knew this all along
I'm
Uh huh
(Huh?)
[Chorus]
Yeah, 816 Boys
Grammy award winners
Come on, Come on
[Repeat x8]
Go on,
Pop out them areola's
kendrick lamar
Pulling my strings out one by
One like a guitar
Taking the air out my lungs
Extracting it out the top like a jar
Hold up
As i light i thought
just got paid
Got your girl on me she know getting I'm paid
Getting money everyday racks by sec
They hating on me boy I'm barley even flexing
You don't
Tryna get my moms a big house
Bruh was real but dat boy bitch now
Keep da cap I bring dem kix out
Don’t walk up on me talkin bout emotions boy go do some
LB be'ness
Yeah, I go by the name of Khrysis
(My nigga Khrysis on the beat)
One half of the Away Team
And right now, you in tuned to the biggest
We get that paper baby boy, it's easy
You want to be who? You can't be me
Shorty gave me that ass on GP
Rollin' in a G-500, or the Porsche, roof open
is like that green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National
gonna work this out
Change comes when the water falls
I've been waiting so long for you down by the river
Lick your lips like a prize-fighter
Surely
Pre-Chorus
True love that he thinks of
So next Christmas I'm not all alone, boy
Chorus
Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again
Yeah it's that T, you know I'm tal'n bout
In this bitch, for that boy Trae b day
It's going down, know I'm saying
Happy b day boy, Pee Weezy off
of twenty-nine
That hollowed out man
Who'd long since lost control of his life
I would grab him by his shoulders
Shake his heart as I could
Pleading with him
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
Aye
I toss the money like a skee-ball and watch it free fall
She treat my dick just like a seesaw this bitch a freak dawg
Yeah you said you did
Trust no hoe
No thot
I Make like 20 bands when I walk up in the spot
They be like much you made today I say a lot
I can't fall again won't never tie
On our plate lobster and steak
Catch me speeding down the lake
Till dawn falls
I told the gang to hold a bag and don't stress
Now they iced out they necks
on the rise
Been tryna focus on my music cause I cant fall behind
Stay distracted by my 9-5 but I gotta survive
People have asked me why I keep this idea alive
out his pa chest
And a tongue out his ma mouth
[Baby]
A ki stashed up
And I'm gettin' 'em all
I got a stash put up
For the drought in the fall
Well she said to me,
Boy go steady on
You don’t know what’s out there past the fading sun
And if you could
Then you surely would
Get us out of here
Damned I do in a damaged system
God every day, damn I miss Him
The boy before the manhood gets him
Implied by all the crack they sniffing
No wonders why
That's right I'm in it
(Should've known I would fall)
I'm in it
(Stepping on cracks on the floor)
That's right
(And boys at your door)
That's right
heat when you leave out
Rule four, don't rush nigga ease out
(Take it all you need me)
And rule five fall or die
Cop that shit that the ballers buy
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