Lyrics:
myself
I had too many grams and that shit had me trippin'
Bitch, I'm just rapping the truth and my story gon never add up because no one gon listen (yeah)
todas las extensiones 22 es mi año y ninguno de ustedes Impedira que yo corone desbocense todos y tiren sin razones si les caigo mal me tiene sin cojones
than it's ever been
Too many shit spitters in the scene
It's a good thing
Mommy always taught me "put
Wrappers in the bin"
I admit, the work rate isn't
Hadji
Up it ain't too many men godly
Hideous so many cities bust in
Ferguson to Libya, Benghazi
Human equality never been a level playin' field
Man it
there's so many L-R-P's
Lone Range Pimpin' jumpin' up on this track man you underdig?
We spit these L-R-P's and we do this damn thing, real tough like
first
(I hope they ready)
A lot of p**** n**** talk like bro
Little runnin' they mouth
That is till run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
brain like a hurricane
Anchored down by chains of the seven deadly sins
I don't need no number eight (I don't need it no I don't)
I don't need no dead
on the sheets, how many I lost in these streets
From Mafio to P-A-T, I'ma hold down the fort
Cause I'm the state representative, they passed me the torch
You
Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up)
Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah)
We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From
I am a sinner, who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don't
And them Nazi's wanna hem Hadji
Up it ain't too many men godly
Hideous so many cities bust in
Ferguson to Libya, Benghazi
Human equality never been
the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back splashes
Then a wack black chat
Standing on my feet, I ain't gon with the wind
Seeing life written out man we bound to sin
We count the wins
Don't come to LA if you ain't down
Standing with some niggas in the N.F.L
Both them niggas say they visit with a player
Yeah I'm a player, yeah I ball
M.V.P. of the V.I.P
All the young
She no dey talk
She doesn't give a f*ck
She likes cassava not chalk
La-la-la-la
She say she bad no be today eno be mouth
Life is good life is good
Ya
need a raincoat
Two of my people
Done lost their blood brothers
Too many bitches out here
They blood sucking
Too many people
Done doubted and clowning
the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back splashes
Then a wack black chat
t'eyin leeri
No carry dem put for belle
Ibikubi lo maa bi
I dont know how it happened
Ooru ojo kan lo sele
I was guided by the spirit
Emimimo gan tele
So
up
Where I'm from you can be hot where its cold as fuck
Bitch I'm the plug
All my sins under the rug
S.I.P for the fallen ones
When I hold my mug
East
bringing pennies in
I stand beef - too many
Cheaps too little fucking Indians
Too many sips of the brew will
Make you do what we do
Play with insecurities
Kilon sele gangan nisin motun sọ English
Ọmọ yooba lemi mowa lati sagacity
I think by now we can be one soti ye e n sin
I've been doing shit like tẹlẹ
Fuck snuten fuck de
De der snutene må bare holde kjeften sin
De der snutene må bare holde kjeften sin
Snut er ut snut er ut
Snut er ut snut er ut
Vi
Fuck snuten fuck de
De der snutene må bare holde kjeften sin
De der snutene må bare holde kjeften sin
Snut er ut snut er ut
Snut er ut snut er ut
Vi
a win
I still got Fear of God even though I sin
Wear the crocs off the drip I'ma different
I don't give a fuck about these bitches I just fuck and leave
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