Lyrics:
to
To the grave is you they'll put
Some niggas would cut off your head
others your hands and foot
I don't want to be no criminal
still judging ain't in my book
My
the time be
They don't want to know me, they want to know my G's
Le I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more
I ain't tryna stop ya
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) Skritin' on twenty-two's
(Shine) Check my baby mama
(Shine) Whip Rovers, not
ditches
And I can't take it, no, no but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm gonna make it, ooh, yeah
It's a cold, cold, cold world
I got my hand on my
passin' by
Ain't no rain for days now
Rivers all run dry
There's no wind blowin'
Red sun goin' down cold north wind blowin'
Answers still ain't been found
You grind to get some clothes
From where they never make it
Fake niggas get exposed
Stretched out all on the payment
Left there they body
No I ain't
goat-mouth, mammy f)
I was gonna kill a couple rappers
But they did it to themselves
Body suicidal, they ain't even need my help
This is elementary, I'll
Down To Sleep I Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep,
If I Shall Die Before I Wake I Pray The Lord My Soul To Take)
He ain't wanna die they was shooting dice
bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying)
Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind
Cause all you can say is I'm smarter than
started like Janet
I ain't tryna panic
Gonna make this a classic
My black vans ain't black anymore
I think I've gown way more than before
My statements are
the bottom
Feel like I have Prestiged
Filling graves ain't a problem
When I'm droppin' traitors
Sorry, I'm not a doctor
I'm just your Operator
No matter what I
Even if my breaks was on
I'm still (by your side)
I'm always here, nobody's perfect
Life ain't always fair
I used to not give a fuck
I ain't always
seen the lights flashing, ain't no accident
They must of found my baby Katie, down the path we went
And now I'm panicking, my brain is filled with static
judge me by my hook
You’ll see the best of me, and there’s no way I’ll stop now
I’ma always be the man I am and hold the fam down
Till the death of me,
No justice, no peace
And if there ain't gon' be no justice, there ain't gon' be no peace
Young people are enraged, and there's an easy way to stop
that nigga really don't got no jumpshot
Lou Williams left the bubble to go to Magic City for chicken wings
He ain't go there for no ass and titties
the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin' me by my motherfuckin hair!
Let go of my motherfuckin
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
baby, stable mentally, I ain't, I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you can't stand me,
and off my list
I ain't a soloist, I'm an arsonist
Sprayed up, he said he was gonna do what?
Played up, MC Grand but Pooh-Butt
Stole his lady,
the real niggas (hold on)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas
We gonna turn up, get lit, we gonna turn up and (ahh)
Cars on my ears, cars on my wrist
feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to
But you know gotta let it go
'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to (oh no)
Even though this
feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to
But you know gotta let it go
'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to (oh no)
Even though this
you move right now (right now)
Work hard you a beast right now
Let me hold you up and shine yo crown, I ain't gonna let you down,
Never gon' be stress
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