Lyrics:
the people take notice
That my last bitch cause she
Stuck on that hoe shit
I been smokin' so much now I'm
Stuck on my last fib
I by the opps cause baby I'm not
Sometimes it's hard to wake up in the mornin'
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear 'em anymore
Got me heartbroken, fine, so many babies
to stand out by the world and I did it
But could reach a goal, dreams I could fade, defeat some confused, still hanging on a chain
You could lose in your
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
scames
Major sports figures in and out of rehabs
Holy war with Jews and Arabs
Recalls and cutbacks feature story go to those who gay bash
Bolemic
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
her, she so pretty, I ask her what she poppin'
What you poppin' baby ?
What you smokin' baby ?
What you drinkin' baby ?
Of what you highin' baby ?
High, high
High, high
I'm hanging, I'm hanging
I'm hanging, oh
I'm hanging, I'm hanging
I'm hanging, oh
Hanging by the bike rackz
Smokin weeed in
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
back I'm finna' fuck your best friend
All the cap in ya rap, ain't know what you talkin' bout
Got shot, laid back, I'ma walk it out
Still smokin' gas
Sitting still just wasn't meant for me
Some folks just go straight and narrow
Turns out that life ain't right for me
'Cause every time we cross state
Sitting still just wasn't meant for me
Some folks just go straight and narrow
Turns out that life ain't right for me
'Cause every time we cross state
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
a fly-by
It is I, mindin' my own mind
Father time be the boss cOMES AT A COST
He aint never lost fAME IS FAKE
CAUSE IT FADES pop the fame bubble
Cause he
Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party
But I don't wanna get blood on my Nike Cortez
Mister negative you see I'm a Taurus
I'm still on my shit you can tell by the chorus
My direct deposit
lately
Said that you've been drivin' and swingin' by me lately
(Chorus)
Smokin', fuckin', drinkin' whiskey
Drivin' while I'm a little tipsy
Text me, tell
O.T.D I wanna lose my mind ,baby girl I got the drugs that you like
Gettin lit while you tootin them lines, party animal all up in your eyes...aye
Smokin
No one will stop me
Follow me into a land where Impalas squat
Young niggas with hammers and daily body drop
Ogs survive, you still alive, a lot
No one will stop me
Follow me into a land where Impalas squat
Young niggas with hammers and daily body drop
Ogs survive, you still alive, a lot
speak 'hood and suburban
So the people in the 'jects
Still respect my sermons
Merge it, LeapFrog it, Kermit
You want a pass, you'll need a permit
a pic)
They eat up the drip, so I custom my 'fit
(Eat the drip) still in the field
I'm equipped with them sticks (Hah)
Pussy ass niggas ain't rockin' like
Perriering
Now we out in Pari niggas still-white girls
Uh, I said it's Kid Ink baby
Somewhere out here in Pari
Still I'm smokin' on lA california Mary
Ain't
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