Lyrics:
love
Got the big three six right behind me
Livin' in the IE is where you will find me
Bitch I take off the traction control
I Hit the gas and I'm sliding
of the Song
1 Mill by 1.cuz, Gidde & Asme
Make a dessert, I'm making a
We are living the life you want
In front of the start of my hits
You'll wish you
die tonight
If I do stay true and don't cry
Kos you ain't never love a n*gga
All u did was tell a lie
Off these pills
I can't sleep
So I get high
Real niggas never fold up, never switch up
By the end of the night, I need my dick sucked
Off seven grams, so I'm getting bitches mixed up
He ain't
And it's engraved in my brain
Like how the leaves go and change
And ressurecting the same
Symbolize beauty in pain
Murdered by love like Cobain
Now I'm
a hand to be a lesson learned
So play it, it ain’t skippin' turns
I’m sick of people talkin'
And buyin' into nonsense
You wanna raise the bar in life
You
"Sauce Motherfucker" "Bitch niggas listen"
"I represent that shit, nigga bombs it son" (Repeat 4x)
"You niggas heard 'Pre-Game'"
By Sauce
quit acting im done with this skit,
Guilty by affiliate
Make a mil give a billion
Broke without a home,
No abode all alone,
Don’t condone what i do
In
with me
They tryna act up they sense that pride in me
They need to back up can't take no rides with me
Don't be offended by my decision to follow my
& these haters sour
Can't get rich working by the hour so I'm trying to ball like Dwight Howard
I need the money I need the power, I can't get it acting
out my face
Hmm…
You was thug in your skits
Constantly busting your shit
But when a real gunna walked in
Then you start mumbling quick
Now what did you
its my turn to buss
And make weak muthafuckas turn to dust
And if you weak you die in the streets of Chi
Its deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat
got love in your skin
So just love your kin
One ness with god is to find enjoy. Yes I’m bro bro I I Iu Rr
So live life the fullest and enjoy it
the management
I don't need trigonometric ratios to go on a tangent
See I gotta love hate relationship with Form
In that David Davis party with that labor reform
I did what I did I said it I said it
I put you on so gimme my credit
I’m cutting up just like an edit
Don’t need yo love I’m chasin this fetty
Tell me
room
I'm out of state with the packs filled up with hella drugs
My striker with me all the time, he always mean mugging
Shit get real in the field, so
I get it i bag it i move it
Im tellin you stop actin stupid ey
She what the boy but she boujee
I got no love for you baby ne gusi
Out on the block im
easy if you knew what to do
I don't have all the answers, but women dancer's don't fulfill
And i can't seem to find the answer's in these pills
So where
Fake family ties, y'all say brother too much
Y'all get played by the same women, y'all say you love her too much
And y'all be runnin' from the truth,
them minutes go to waste
My big brother told me
Don't you let them minutes go to waste
Pops was slangin' it like everyday
So was I. It's in your DNA
on hustlin', baby, you gon' get rich
Niggas be thinkin' this life shit funny, I live in the movie, your shit is a skit
Lil' pop was down bad, grab the blueprint,
up
I got stabbed in the back
Couple of times
She played me like rolling the dice
I came out on top with the money
Skit
Not the type to make things
by the surf
I saw her fall to her knees
The sea never rested
So neither did we
To find lands of gold
For the greed of a king
The clouds rumbled in
by groupies rep Jerz like the fugees
I'm in control in your soul injure foes
Sword play like Jubei in ninja scroll
I'm Poseidon make waves call up
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