Lyrics:
(yeah) We all bleed the same blood
(yeah) And we beat on the same drum
(yeah) It's not about where ya at
(yeah) It's about where you come from
and a half it come back in nine dont it?
Now stay low key when the money keep comin'
Keep some n****s on your team, show them suckas they don't want it
By
Hook
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA, J.E.V.O.N
flight... "" Ɛna ""
De kɔ hyiaa no bɛ hwe body bɛ hwɛ thighs... "" Ɛna ""
Yɛ hyɛɛ ase... "" Ɛna ""
Wɔ daa m'ase... "" Ɛna ""
Na mente n'ase na me tee n
Henney
Kid named Timmy actin' friendly
Grabbed her by offending, sure hurt 'cos his game didn't work
He didn't know the alcohol's about to get him merc
Catch a body and hop in the rental
They id em by his f**kin dental
N***a must of lost his f**kin mental
Brought a fresh mag who want the first issue
Something has to make us feel this way
Love by another name
Doesn't matter 'cause it's still the same love
Won't depend upon the words we say
Love by
Misaligned keys goin up n up n down
Goin' up n up n down, up n up n down
Puttin' ya at ease, soundin' like a nice breeze
On a loop! A chill 68
what, got y'all hoe's pushin' up Daisy's
N.O.R.E. the way I plan this s***, yeah like Mase said
Phonin' young b****es 'n s***
[Chorus]
I just rolled a backwood of some s**t ion know the name to
Tryna keep composure kuz a n***a on that drank too
I just realized won’t no day go by that
your rhymes sound like they
Was written by Clear Channel i used to
Drive through 50 states and hear 50 flows
Now every city knows the same song
It's just
live then die old
Look at time go by
On n on n on n on n on n on n on n on
Faith told me that I'm crazy ah
So I take two things to my damn grave
Treasure
thicker than the Old Testament
Niggas pay for head but the pussy sold separate
Same bitch giving brains to the minister
The same reason they call Mr. Cee
I'm a n****, you a n****, he a n****, man we all n*****
All the same, we just pawning names so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
I'm
and pop pills til I dose off
Wake up, grab the mic then I go's off
Too G for office, boss of all bosses
Crucify rappers, nail n****s to the crosses
I'm
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
Same fo frontin', be the same fo who'll get it
Uh, and we big cats, jig cats, clcik triggas
Pig n****, bring the hook in 6 figures
[Chorus]
For my
son
Dre told me he ain't doin Detox, this his only run
Mase comin back, and Hov, he done
I'm surrounded by legends, sittin at the round table
I am
trying to get this s**t
Stoney Rivers, B 2 Da 3rd. Shoutout to all n***as out there
We gettin dis money, By Any Means Necessary still Ya dig?
Creepin up
to a n**** that's caked up
Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you a**ume position, face down, a** up
And I think I got you in that same pose
I saw him dancing there
By the record machine
I knew he must have
Been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my favorite song
I
[Mase]
Let's get it on
[Carl Thomas]
You made me
You made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why
I live how I live
You n***** not what I'm on
I rather be dead, than get caught by the Feds
Since I was a jit' I was breaking that bread
These hoes be weird, these
fuck it several
Fucking bitches by the several
Chains on a N***as shinning
Pedal to to the metal
Diamonds on me bezeled
Fuck ex it's settled
Game
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