Lyrics:
Yeah got the crowd singing yeah
Beach boy in your ho
She like a window, I can see right through
It don't matter what the weather
Wanna be by you
Or get punched by Conor McGregor
Than get on a song with you bro
Let's make it official
In the year two thousand and never
I would rather drink Clorox
exclusive) bitch
You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention
light
Quarter milli' on the Wraith when I slide by
Couple hundreds stacked up in the safe
In case it don't go right
We don't do drive-bys
Walk up
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Glah
These N***** can't kill me like Deadpool
Send that boy up he got wings like Red Bull (Like Damn)
I get Rowdy then turn to a Rebel (Glah Glah)
zone
This ain't nickelodeon
But that's my slime yeah that's my bro
You can tell how high I am
Just by my voice
Just by my tone
You can tell how high I am
will end his misery
One by one
We stand beneath the sun
With arms high open wide
Two by two
He's getting you
To watch him as he leave this
Has been touched by freedom
Oh Jesus, ya gotta hold on me
I fell but somehow
You refused to leave
Now all my wrong forgiven
Oh Jesus, ya gotta hold
And now - this voice from afar
Coloured in purple and red
It calls - it calls out your name
Reaches your soul yet not dead
Life as you know it exposed
You ain't sayin' nothin'
I be spendin' euros by the pound I'm talkin' London
If it ain't about some millions boy you ain't sayin nothin',
You ain't
red and all the night's so blue
And then I'd go and spoil it all by saying
something stupid like I love you
The time is right
And when I'd go
His eyes bloodshot red
I watched him as he took a fifth of Henny to the head in memory of his brother
Reminiscing on them playing Sega with each
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put four
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
em'
Back to Benning Road
Strippa bitches in my kitchen with
The semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap
And lead them to the promised land
God's children were slaves in Egypt land
So God took Moses by the hand, He said
Moses, tell old Pharaoh to set 'em free
been a beast
Wildin' in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold classics
to lock your homes
Side by side, we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all, oh, oh
I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below
I'm waiting
She turns and said "Are you alright?"
I said I must be fine 'cause my hearts still beating
Come and kiss me by the riverside
Yeah Bobby said its
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