Lyrics:
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
shit was stupid
He transferred to Robert Morris, oh it's lit, we down the street
My class let out at 2:40, and his class let out at 3
Mama asked me
blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30
Made it out the trenches i just boosted my endurance
Crash the fucking whip the price is boomin on my insurance
home
Me and Five Gang in the Regal
Goin' to get back at the busters
I told Fat fall back with the jack heads
'Fore I came home, nigga dusted
Now
This is goin' out
To the whole wide Westside
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Break it down for me
Steady Mobbin (Rock) rock on
I was just a young boy
Yeah, come on, come on, come on, watch out, watch out,
What you tryna get rich off a luck, we hustle
You tryna eat off the bitch or cuff her,
Sugar
behind
Yo' bust a ass if you ever come up south You'll get smoked like a pack of new posts
Never goin' out like suckers Cause goddamn four deep is some
fuckin' wit' each other
They ain't playin' wit' me
Boys that wish that they were
Brothers ain't related to me
I'm the mothafuckin' man
They all babies to me
care who niggas down with
I'm violatin' 'em if they was out here doin' clown shit, c'mon man (woo)
I know what happen, y'all know what happen, y'all
feelin' kinda hot right now
Devil keep on trying me we gonna fight right now (Right now?)
Yae, straight up it's goin' down, (Ok)
The enemy is under my feet
make your way on down the sea,
Something has take you so far from me.
3: Cathedral Song
I saw from the cathedral
You were watching me
And I saw
fall out with me, I was Down with keepin' it goin
Shots up in the chamber, wasn't Flexin', had it reloaded
Shoppin', chasin' papers send the Bag, got it
seven zero days
To hear rumblings about this dude
First time y'all were together heard through a Venmo request
Trace the steps, figured out It'd been
fresh out hit the button top recline
I'm glowing on the pine down martin Luther king
I'm looking like a dream cause the Chevy so clean
Dem j's on gleam
knows
You got caught, between the fire and the hoses
You wanna battle? Bring your Moses
Forget what fun-what time Moses
And someone goin' down and it
O,
Sum speculations cus I'm hardly ever home,
easy to say for how supose to move on,
Wen were goin threw depression an our brother Os gon,
was told u
Hands tied
The straw man fallacies fall on me
Mindless
If only if only it were that easy
Bring me benevolence
Cuz lord knows I've seen enough
That
to talk to you)
Sit down and let me talk to you
(Oh save it, save it, save it)
For a little while my sugar
(You've been talking for too long baby)
Yeah
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
Yeah it's been all goin' down yo
Kiera and her big bro
The Feds plus Kyle all been on the hunt for Shiro
But Shiro ain't about
He's been missin'
to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets (all in my pockets)
I was going hard (by the magic hour)
We were
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
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