Lyrics:
Yeah
And they still want to see me down
And they still want to see me fall
And they don't want me around thats how it be
And they still want to see
Motherfuckers do anything for a check,
OK that's cool but don't fuck around & let project pat and juicy j get yo ass wet
On another note I'm the same nigga wit
project pat got project straps
Ya know what that mean cheese and dope in the back
Lets get it still dirty out the muddy
I'm from the 'bany gotta show me
grandma since I was three, so I am grandma child
She watch me grow up, looking at me like "wow"
Grandad died, so I had to turn into the man
Gotta stick by
That's where my mama stay. Project adjacent, you feel me?
Yo bitch look real good. My bitch looking better
Fall, spring, summer, winter. Pop out any
RIP to all my dead bros
They ain't gon see me glow
Fuck all my ex bitches
Show no love
Faith in dracos
Sip lean with blueberry faygo
Blurd Blurd
Keep
night, I was in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin' about project pat, and what the fuckin jury said
Givin' him what they gave him, then they put him in handcuffs
organized plan
Get a van move down by the river man
Throw me a coconut, crack it open and drink it up
A bit of herb mixed with spliff tobacco
Good for a sore
Pat and the L lavish shootin' Teflon
Just a few homies who I grew up in the hood with me
And the ones in Orange Blossom Hubert University, yeah
It's
momma she can suck a nigga dick!
Straight from the corna, the North is ma hood
I don rode on four flats and it's still all good.
Project Pat is outta
By the time you gettin' out you gon' have a grandson
Fuck you bitch I'll see you in hell bitch!
Fuck that!! Fuck that!! Fuck, get off me! Fuck you
this young one
Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from
Later shootin guns fantasizing
Fascinated by gold rope chains
Looking back at my hood
like that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they
you Stay
Moonwalk with steel toes, just ripping the stage
Had the chance to see you live but it slip me away
Just always thought I'd see my guy
Dado baby
Seven Nine 4 Pockets
Yeah
Straight out the projects
I came from nothing so I spent
A lot on my watches these bitches be jockin'
I got 'em
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' paper make me feel like
Let me see all of my gangsters come up in Chi-Town
Let me
attire Suit me well never lived in a lie
Who the fuck go work just to say that they getting by
Bet not give up on yourself that's for those that do apply
down his tongs
For the single
Meek wants an irrefutable pop song
"I can see a crowd of people singing it, "
He says of his pick
Which they're
Cold sweats, every second, we under pressure to understand it
Jamming some Project Pat I'm project planning
Play my cards right, blow the spot up like
release with, uh, that being the case
I want to make music that is more fully me
And I've found that with this next project that I've been working on
Um, I
the oil in me
Worth a lot it's royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a black oiler see
Skin Black
That's the oil in me
a vision 'spite I got glasses and I can't see well
And I hope, that you know
You ain't part of the project
Any less, manifest, trusting on the process
I'm bout' this cheese, fuck the fame, you can go to hell
With that shit, got's to get what I can, back on these bricks
Project Pat, suicidal
I'm bout' this cheese, fuck the fame, you can go to hell
With that shit, got's to get what I can, back on these bricks
Project Pat, suicidal
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