Lyrics:
no couple goals
Get up on these money goals and probably book a couple shows
But I get too distracted by these women I'm a walkin' rose
Certified
[Chorus: x2]
Damn, it can't get no worse than this cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve
fifty million, still rappin' on break beats?
From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more
Of course we could never forget Biggie and young
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
Keep the peace was a good skill
By sixteen big dream
Barefoot, dad left me with no shoes to fill
Mum left with a big bill she tried
Memories that's
would be If my people had more equality
That's black people in case you didn't know
Cause our lives matter too in this country
Too many murders like Mr
the trenches)
Keep them blickies on tuck for niggas too suspicious (what else?)
I'm a big dangerous, you just a lil' vicious (gang)
I duct tape the kids
heart long range that's the shooters take
But i still made it to the station with my tank on empty
See my real friends as family cuz there ain't too many
Ninja 'bout to kick a little story 'bout miranda
I was out dopping by the purple turtle hanging wif some homies
Skopped one too many dops, damn I need
the reason you won't be around to win with me
I don't pay attention to people trying to judge my life
Cause I know none of them could live it
They way too big
range?
A kid with too much in his pants.
What's two balls minus one?
Seven titles at the Tour de France.
Split a decision with long division,
Take
twenty plates
Not too many real left, there's plenty fake
I spray and let it burn
Your chest like Henny Straight
Snakes full of jealousy, envy
And plenty
you like the three dolla bill
They neva give you pussy
You can't tell em how you feel
Too many lies
The girls say you so lame
Talk too much and you
You try it? He liable to rush
Costco - I'm buying by the bulk
New flows, drop fire by the month
Big driver, extra tire in the trunk
And I don't get
mama mia
Needed time away but I was here
Russell Crowe in the Colosseum
Million dollar bill when you see him, uh
All he left behind was an open book by
Told to measure a King by the size of his flock
Who your leader and where y'all going? My army big enough carry a Boeing
Ride off to the Lox
Hair
Yeah,
Not the sharpest tool in the shed
But thats from wear and tear
Im a uber driver with the beef
We can take it there,
Ill take it anywhere
This
know what that pig meant
Yea
Some times we don't see eye to eye
I might throw my hands up thats if I'm driving by
Shots out tha drivers side, Thats if I
decided to reach out anyway
I know we didn't spend too much time together so I wanted to catch you up on a few Things
For starters, I go by Saint and I've
Cuz ain't no way I was born to pay bills and then die
Man I gotta do it big I ain't tryna get by
A lot of people say they living but they living
right
They were much fuller this morning
Maybe it's just this light
Maybe it's just a warning
That I've had one drink too many
Maybe it's just my sight
start by gettin' busy
Tell my lawyer, "Go and get it," got a quarter on it, cash
And shit I be in the 'burbs, still'll thump a nigga ass
Bring my pipe
You worry about numbers too much
She pay attention
Thats why im by plate
Getting served such and such and such and
Avoid drama at all cost
But its hard
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