Lyrics:
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
we can hook up but they ain't gettin none.]
[Yeah I just make em think they gonna get some
play up they mind a lil bit, and get that money.]
[Oh
on the gang, must be Kendall, Kylie (told me turn, uh)
Gang don't sleep on an L
Just gonna get back then jeet down your gyal (s-s-s-suh)
Bro got his hands
can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand
drama
Law's out lookin' for me like Osama
I don't wanna do no bid, yo honor
Still waitin' on my one phone call from Obama
Tell 'em I need the chopper
They
Young dude doing kung fu with the songs too come through like I'm
Sun Tzu, calculated and I'm on mute if I don't prove
I could make it with a front
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
breaker
Large tray full of shots like a bar waiter
Kamehameha, bar layer after bar layer
The chicken getting plucked if I pick 'em
I'm a guitar player like
on the pedal
I'm just being used as God's vessel
Leave you curled up like a pretzel
Hit up my Agent for my schedule
They recognize my skills, I'm special
Crystal
Speeding where I don’t speak the
Language on road signs
And for me go time is go time
They like, yours coming soon
I’m like I know mine
I don’t need
strap
Show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like that
Come on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends; just cut the checks
I got a long pump
on the Dawn like I'm used to it
Prayin' you make it home, I got used to it (wow)
Prayin' you make it home like I'm used to it (wow, tell 'em, baby)
I
say you're so fake
And as the days go by, you can't forget
The way I make you feel like shit
MC's like you, I've seen 'em before
You keep
I don't like 'em either
Them hoes ain't shit, they can't keep no man either
Ain't believing me then but you see me now
Said you'd never trust me again
and triple as hard
Really could live life without the oppression
They take opportunities give em to others
The ones that don't look like not me or my
don't have a peak, I'll never reach a threshold, ayy
I used to be gentle, now I'm just a rebel, ayy
Every girl wanna be the queen of my castle, ayy
I eat
Imma make em back back
And do it like a boss that
You knew that had scratch
A bunch of hittas and hustlas
On the team wit em
So don't watch me man, watch
the shooter
Crip niggas love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good
'Cause niggas wanna see like you
They ain't used to a G like you, bam
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like that
Come on, nigga
I ain't here to make no
I'm from
You get dropped like you heavy this life is a bloody game
They act like yo homies 'cause you got the money
You see won't that man again
Don't
They don't make ?em like they used to, those guys
And I can't get used to the way that it is today
No one to look up to, hard times and though I try
dey free em shorten up they sentence
This for my niggas stuck up in da trenches
And this for my niggas hustlin just remember
That money don't make
festival fee
Had to make it happen for myself to believe
Open the door for the new generation, but they don't see who we help them to be
Me and Devlin
life great s**t
I wonder what they think when a Kendall Evin track drop, no skips on a n***a let the track rock
And do it over and over like crack rock,
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