Lyrics:
blessed
It's your boy I'm tryna molest
Millionaire stuck in a sub
All I can do is hit this dub
Bitch listen I'm locked and loaded
This shit imploded
babies
But this cause's our men, to act like ladies since the 80s
Being lead by they emotions, this is why they act'n crazy
Lets talk science, we is made
taking a chance"
We was getting up, getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl, she was asking my
the racket is
I'm a honky with racketness
Pedal to the medal
Gun loaded like it's the 'pocalypse
Ain't nobody honestly dropping a song
That is hot as this
I'ma
Bounced back like a rubber glove
Stone pits for the spit above
Bull whip with a loaded gun
Tied up but I'm not alone
Blinded by the afterglow
Taken
just to cancel that noise.
I can't believe I fell for this
I always thought that ignorance was bliss
It is arrogant and wild
It's a loaded gun that is
top off blow me one
I might have to roll me one
Cus in this State it's full of hate
So I Gotta keep a gun you picked that Side
Make sho you safe cus
a loaded gun
The deed can never be undone
With a world for hire
You walk the wire
You're never gonna stop the spread of fire
The deed is done, done, done
the ghost of the guns
You'll die reborn and won't come back
Shoot remorse accept the light
Ill name this Glock a wholesome strap
'Moni Amoni why won't you
That mean I'm running from 5
Gun on my hip
That stay by my side
You can see danger all in my eyes
You can see guns all on my guys
Sheesh
And we ready
you keep on checking
How you bring the tech in without a fight, this isn't Tekkin
How you finding closure when you hold a loaded weapon
Should I pop my
finally see
Refocused now, got to go hard stay big just like I'm b i g
I'm loaded now, cooling in the section lots of guns and hoes in this vip
Niggas know
All guns loaded in the back, motherfucker (Dipset)
We fly high, no lie, you know this (ballin')
Foreign rides outside, it's like showbiz
We fly
All guns loaded in the back, motherfucker (Dipset)
We fly high, no lie, you know this (ballin')
Foreign rides outside, it's like showbiz
We fly
you why this
Life ain't a joke
Yo, do you know annoying it is to get nicked
By the same feds twice in a row?
Do him like fuck it, the shotgun
Bussin,
All you want is what they perceiving as greed
So as you loaded up that mack and continue to buck em
I was on paper, thinking they don't give a fuck
I crumble
In this cold world everybody packing better bundle
Searching for the light at the end of the tunnel as it dims
I begin to think I'm looking
Aye, yeah I'm back in the 501
Ain't nothing in this bitch but dirt and loaded guns
Got a Weston by my side make a scene and you done
I'm tryna' make
around
The air is getting thin
Voice is failing, there's no sound
Despair is creeping in
Choices made and memories fade
They lock the loaded gun
Colors
to kill
If we got to rob and steal
No matter the drill
Ain't stopping
Until blood spilled
Gun to your head
Now say this
Prayer with me
I accept death
Before
ain’t nothing to a shooter
(Whatchu got in your hand)
All you got is talk, making rumors
(Is it loaded? Betchu hope it don’t jam)
Wave a Luger, but you
[Hook]
We goin' get you op... we goin' get you open
Ready or not I gotta tell you from the top it's on
Christ is God, for Him I've got to rock this
the fuck I'm goin' all out
Where they at, got to go get 'em Black, beat that buster broke and
I tell 'em I'm comin' back, this is not the life a player
I'm dying by myself
I'm dying by myself
Dying by myself taking these pain pills
Dying by myself with this bitch taking the pain still
I'm dying by
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