Lyrics:
A.U.G
I don't give a fuck nigga what you want from me
Ima mind my business ima sip my tea
Ion show my feelings man they think I'm weak
Fuck what you
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Nobody like me yea I'm a soon to be legend
The way I'm working, doing shows, I came a long way from Reckless
I speak my mind no remorse
Imagine
Imagine me bein' way bigger, faster, stronger than you
And you got somethin' to say about me
Can't do a third of what I do, my nigga
TG
Come on,
Never played the game but I can show you how to do this, dummy
Run me my money
Niggas think it's funny
He say he can't get sick but his nose is so damn
Iʼm doing this for the capital cus I was raised in it
Ainʼt by myself I got Abj with me
Might pull up in sueno Light a J quickly
Rumor around town is
a say she prayer
Then she laye when me pop it out cau man a nuh pussy slayer
No betraya, nah switch from di gal dem all when we old and graya
Pussy
knows how to dance
No other girls can stand by their side
Trust me ladies get on my floor dance
Get on the floor, let me turn the lights on
Every girl
TG
All y'all niggas don't know me
My niggas don't know me
I put a show on only
My niggas don't know me
They say let me see who you are
I leak a bit
or a bottle of Jack
Daniel's but to me religion
Is a deeply personal thing in which man and
God go it alone together
Without the witch doctor in
The middle
the heart yea we going far yea
Man this shit is from the heart Yea we going far
To keep it one-hundred I fuck hate when I'm home
But invite me to parties
she callin' me papi
streets show no love they double crossing
If your niggas fake then think bout adjusting
Got my guys with me when we step in them
the kid, I'll do the drill in my Louboutins
I wish TG was home, other side in designer, them rides were like a fashion show
How you got a lot to say? You
I'm getting by
J Dilla beats my lullaby
That girl right there is just my type
She ask me nicely get the pipe
She screaming out, she got the pipes
She
an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
Come and roll
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
Whole lot at stake, whole team need plates
TG keep weight
I don't lift weights
I lift up bricks
Give me some space
Got to many bitches
They all want
we're still trapping
Skr skr, jump out nab man
I caught the boy lacking by the traffic
Back out my ting get active
How can I beef them guys they
pole
Aye fuck trident been a year and a half I ain't seen GSmarko
3Him 3Him man can't wait til they bring him home
Call me a traitor
I ain't got no
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
up
Just like a chef
I'm official with it man
Just like a ref
She addicted to me
Just like some meth
My heart always right
But it stay on my left
really love me love me love me should be easy to show me show me show me
Or leave me alone
Stop calling my phone
With less than one hundred percent
One by
and you, ain't hurt nobody
What we do, don't tell nobody
I knew yeah, before it started
What we do, don't think about it
Just show me what you're
Man, I ain't even gonna stunt
But I could show you how
I could show you how
If you don't know then you know now
If you don't know then you know now
I
Yeah
Aye
GST
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Aye
Man shout out to my Niggas out here real quick
You already know what it is GST in the motherfucker
I got my
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