Lyrics:
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
there heaven for G's?
My homeboy's doin life, his baby momma be stressin'
Sheddin' tears when her son, finally ask that questions
Where my daddy at?
They should meet up in a hour
No games, no play
A hours gone by, Shiro's waiting at the spot
He's not waiting too long before a Uber makes a drop
from goin' under.
The fedarones want to see me dead.
Niggas put prices on my head.
Now I got 2 rottwillers by me bed.
I feed em lead.
Now
the spot, damn
I'm feelin' too big, you know it can't pop me
We here for the light, boy
While you in the dark
I remember playing ball right in the park
Too
Stretch Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots, boy, and jumpin' in Jags
Gotta get ahead and always stay
so fuckin sure that you got it
You make it happen or not -
You still grindin on the spot
You gotta give it what you got
Still livin how it pop
It's
black range, uh
Catch him at the lights to
Turn off his lights mane
Life been treating me right
So I can't complain, uh
Career 'bout to take flight, G
M 54
Still Asthmatic
You turn me up on
My headphones a lil bit
Remember hammy downs from grandma crib
Still bag a bitch n a Walmart fit
I'm
on the plate
Gots to grind everyday
Hold up, wait
They know I'm on top
They can't wait till I drop
Bout to shut down the spot
Hold up, wait
Bitch I'm lit like
of the line
With every single rhyme
I'm about to lose my mind
Tip toeing on the ledge
Still haunted by every fucking word that you said
Can't help myself from
of the line
With every single rhyme
I'm about to lose my mind
Tip toeing on the ledge
Still haunted by every fucking word that you said
Can't help myself from
word to the G code
Don't talk to police when I get in that G mode stuck to it like it's all that we know
Remember when niggas was out getting deeboed
Sit
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
G shit, LBC shit, remember how it used to be?
Mmm, you remember so much
No we didn't, see if you can remember this shit
1982 now what was I to do
They put me down as the one to watch
Haters put me down as the one to stop
I can't even lie, tick all of the boxes
Still I'm thinking outside the box
motherfucker on the chain gang
Yeah I still slang my thangs like a G
Really can I make your ass rest in peace?
No need to waste my energy squabbin'
Clenching the first place spot
I put yo
Bitch onna first class flight
Pop a G6
That's how I take flight
Poppin' like Chris Brown
In '05
Fee fii foo
[Notorious B.I.G. conversating with someone]
Yeahh, worrd
I remember I met this one bitch
Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty
(Yeah I can't)
I feel like tornado I came to destroy yeah all that bullshit I'm not having it
And I feel like vanishing (Uh)
Get away from this life it's
contracts
Honey do you do dirty, niggas is still contacts
Lovin' the babes daily, feedin' 'em, bubble baths
Can't let nothing walk by with a bubble ass
remorse hit by the hardcore fo' sho'
Leave him stuck in his front seat
70 rounds through his front window
Ain't no fuckin' with G's
Fill 'em up to they
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