Lyrics:
this time, so sorry, baby
Moms had to entertain many men
Didn't wanna do it but it's time to pay the rent again
I'm gettin' a bit older and I'm
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
don't test me, many rappers don't impress me
You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe 'em like Wesley
So you best be on your way, I'm doper than
get it
6 times 2 I ain't fucking with 12
How many niggas can say you ain't tell?
13, smoked the first blunt
Unc got it in so we geeking on Runtz
Yeen
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
and opportunity
Can hurt you i need a clear view been
Looking with my eyes closed
For oh so many years I feel
That all my minds blown
Like shitty speakers in
spent thirty thousand on somebody's grapes
We done did so many pull ups on niggas
No wonder we gettin' in shape
Too busy backin' my words up with
'cause I got many lines for niggas of any kind, you know me
Holla, get crunk, get live with me
Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
Gotta get yo' ass up
niggas out of the booth, unpluggin' it
Strange fruit, my niggas live to shoot
Yo, it's a strange thing, a nigga never had a suit
Yo, so bust what
murder many men, but I ain't proud of my sins
We don't even like each other, for real, you know the deal, play pretend
With all this money made, I
Pre>(struck by lightning)
She wants so many things (g. parker)
Capo 2
Intro: em / d/ a/ d (3 times)
G d a d
She wants so many things you can't
by Your Word
Live by Your Word
Hallelujah
Ehh ehh ehh
Bring it down ehh
So many today ehh
Dem are living in deception ehh
Hallelujah
We are living in
since I could remember
I had friends I could depend on
Clothes to lend 'em
Money to spend on 'em
But as time went by
My life got a little strange
bitch
But now my balls are dropping
Ya dog bought so many NFTs
I can start a miniseries
Now all I need
Is a Filipino child
To cut corners on editing fees
how many fucks should I give
None
It's my race and I gat to run
Time flies by when you're having fun
How many life I get
One
So how many fucks should I
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
If I could travel through time
There's so many things I would change
I'd live a more serious life
Cos now I see that this isn't a game
Every word I
Lynn)
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I live in the world world of forgotten people
Who've loved and lost their hearts so many times
I'm here in the world
And for the niggas selling cocaine, you're to blame
Black people lives ain't the same
And that's the tale in my hood
Niggas is up to no good
You better
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
the failed and the often
Racist war on drugs, which
Started so long ago
That we've covered this story
Many ways tonight
We're going to look at it through
a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal, others
it be such summer as it
seems into the woods. There
is inwardness even in mosquito
hum. Trees have been so
many empty music halls,
heard from
the minimal (ha)
Everything about us still live by the principle (ha)
Can't put it in the hands of fate, ain't nobody got time to wait
You say now you
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