Lyrics:
and bring it down to the rented
By now, it's a little past five
And I'm still trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next thing I know, she giving me
and said goodbye
Ran out to the street
When a bowling ball came down the road
And knocked me off my feet
A pay phone was ringing
It just about blew my
"Yes, Sir," "Yes, Ma'am" or "Jesus" on FM
Hell, I hope I'm in Heaven by then
No, I don't wanna go today but I don't wanna live
Down here at a place
of the underground
get down indeed i am legend nigga i'm the one who planted the seeds
I am legend nigga i am everything you need
my empire og status i planted
of the underground
get down indeed i am legend nigga i'm the one who planted the seeds
I am legend nigga i am everything you need
my empire og status i planted
a baller, and yo
To get out of here you walk the yellow brick road
By the way homeboy you got a murder rep
Pointed down at the house and my head just sat
I
Young Weezy Baby!
Aagghhhwooo!
She Got Her Bags By The Door Nob
Ok Be Cool Wait Baby Slow Down
Dont Walk Out Of That Door
Ooooh
I Dun Made Her Past
I'm hard to handle like bikes with no bars
We excite stores that got dykes leaving doors
Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well
Left
Channel 2, Fox 5 (Fox 5), I'm America's most wanted (ooh)
Yeah, yeah, Quavo
I pick up my shit and then hit the door (oh shit, fuck twelve)
Surroundin'
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
it, drive it hard
And if you follow these simple rules by the age of twenty-seven
Well, you're gonna die, hahaha
These are the rules of the road
(designer, designer)
My bitches all bad (bitches all bad)
They kicking nigga doors (woohoo!)
I do it by myself (do it by myself)
I split it with the bro's
to the door
Close your eyes, count to ten
It'll all be over then
Let the Prophets do the work
Down low, shake it, twerk
Up on this track with Bogdan
the coast with the top down
Took a while but I'm on now
Now I'm bout to stack up these dollars like a Rothschild
Diamonds on my wrist and my doors suicide
Do
packed and I'm loadin' my truck to go meet the crew
And I'm excited to get on the road, already one foot out the door
Turn around and it's my daughter,
And I'm a time by
Down un winner
With my apple in bed
Look out pretty mama
I'm on the road again
[Chorus]
Yeah, never been evil
And I've never been sly
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
make suits sue me, ah
Nine to five like Uzi stepping down from racks
I'm with my fucking guys and gals, pussy
I don't take it like a ride or die 'cause
Knockin' knockin' doors down
Showin' pop surround
I'ma I'ma come through and show my what crown
Knockin' knockin' doors down
Showin' pop surround
in Bethlehem
Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee three by three
Three for the Hebrew children
Two for Paul
the state
On-road, but I’m in pilot
Too young, don’t need a break, yeah
I’m riding
Two-door coupe got mileage
Often moving in silence
Nightly time looking
just received his medal
It was just an old hand me down Ford
With three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands
just received his medal
It was just an old hand me down Ford
With three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands
shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old school
I need more for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots
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