Lyrics:
be more than jealous
I ain't lackin', fuck nigga, I be more than careful
And if them crackers lock me up, I don't do no confession
Life a game
make you famous
Blow make me live aimless, my gun stainless
Aim for your temple, hope you die painless
Illest shit we wore those, marked money we tore
of me, come out from time to time
Probably no one I know now would notice
But I never thought so much could change
You drifted far away
Far
the spin again until we end it
Talkin' 'bout business to them bitches
Just go and get a life sentence
Them same ol' fingers you be using
To sneak diss me
my Eggo (yeah)
Racks too fat (ay ay)
I get a hunnid thousand sitting
In this LV Duffle Bag (hunnid)
I can't trust this shit ain't tell
Me had to double
cop smoke, I ain't talkin' no spliff
That sawed off shotty, got it all off a shift
And that Nina turn a rock, that was caused by my wrist
Check my
I can't be the only one
Who's lonely tonight
I can't be the only one
Who's drinking 'by myself
Wishing that I was somewhere else
Talkin
goodness, oh my
And all I knew was pain, man I ain't ever knew no glory
I was there like oh my goodness, I had to keep it pushin'
My mama in the kitchen,
This it right here homie!
7 8 7 haha!
They told me to get my swag up!
Blood raw is dat you?
I dun see no other way
Ahh Okay Bro
Na wat I'm talkin
Comming from the bottom
Running up this bag
My family on my back
Jus flipped a few packs
Ya im talkin opp packs
Now i gotta few racks
Spend it on da bills
roll by
I only wanna see your name beside
Imma fuck all the holes that I find
Fuck that shit, imma even fuck your mind
But I swear no matter what
Bro, I do not give a fuck
About what them niggas are saying
To other people
All I know
Is that if a nigga got a problem
They could come to me
I don't
got chops that be kickin' like Bruce Lee
Two chops, I be slidin' like Toosii
Get lined by a groupie
30 shots deep, he not a uzi
Niggas slidin' for a pat
You know the grind, you can't cheat it
That's why I trap for four seasons
Demons in the Demon
Glock-19 leave you leakin'
All this ice on me but I
by
In the dark,
That last town’s a blur to me
Don't be late, make ’em wait
Take it out, take it back
And nobody lets it be
It never starts, it never
Sutton
Like who you need your lovin’?
Who need your lovin’?
All of my bitches they come by the dozen
You can’t talk to me, if ain’t about money
In love
the world greater, greater than I'll ever get
So I'll risk embarrassment for the experience
You can laugh at me but you ain't live like this
Where you got no
choker, diamond rocks, get it icier
I might make that sorbet sugar pop, they cant handle her
Ooh, they can't take a bitch like me, no
Vodka and soda
I'm
of your hoes like right there
I can see the truth up in your eyes and it's no fear x2)
Smoking, chronic got me choking
Hard for me to focus
Hardly even
of the morning thoughts are getting jumbled, better start assorting
Demons running wild, God said it's open season
Tell me why I hurt you for no valid reason
Let
no talkin'
Gang's jiggy-jiggy on deck
When I step wit' the gang
Ain't none of my goons scared to rise and tan
Jiggy-jiggy on deck when I'm doin' up
that, they put they clothes on
Talkin' bout, we'll be back, we fixin' to go to the store
I knew we was gonna see them triflin' hoes no mo'
It's all good
here, baby.
And that's the difference between you and me! I'm gonna wipe you out, baby.
Better not be no more trouble outta you.
(Verse 3: Celph Titled)
surround a fool
You won't drownd up in a sea of no-nos
When you can get caught up by hobos
Playa hatas and po-pos
You can't hear
When your head is
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