Lyrics:
Didn't get no hand-outs
I did it by myself
Bitch left when I was down
I did it by myself
Never had a big dawg
I did it by myself
Countin' hunnids all
inside a caption
RIP to all them rappers man they died from all the cappin
Hold them captive man they doing too nigga much that’s a mad ting
In the fields
fractured piece of identity
erased by itself
pieces of mind that anger too much
will save you tonight
the midnight wont come
fractured piece
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
talk too much (behave)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much
Don't even
it's not the way to treat neighbors but I'm dealing
So I know her by the way she bangs her shoe on the ceiling
And I know it's too late to be sorry or be
hm
When you text, no read receipt
Down for the cause while you sit, hot-headed cold-blooded, yet you lack degrees
Been fueled by the hate, it's
your beer muscles
We're tusslin', the crowd's startin' to cheer us and
Adrenaline's rushin' through us just like a geyser gushin'
Too much Budweiser
so well,
A Big Bang, I got clientele
And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told
It was the best advice I ever had
said "sho 'nough, now let's go up, 'cause that's where we headed"
I used to care too much, I used to feel too much, yeah, yeah, yeah
I used to feel
free-fallin' tryna leave this deep depression
My son Joey still slow, my moms got cancer in her throat
My big brother sniffin' dope
Lemme know how many
Two big booty bitches, in my living room
Like me so much said she gon leave her nigga soon
I told her oh no baby what is ya doin, I told her O-O-O NO
too much candy
N u know that I'm diabetic
But give me more I na even scary
So gimme bon bon (gimme more... gimme more)
Oh yeah yeah (gimme more yeah
big waps, we ain't gotta talk too much, they know
And she just wanna walk with a thug for expensive meals and shisha smoke
(Aye, mhm) anywhere man
be the reason that
My life was ruined, too
Bitch, I hope this fate change you
By prey this fate claim you
How is Justin a real Driverand you
Ain’t see
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
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Lu
chief keef but my Glock gon' bang
Only know one gang that’s gold gang
Beat yo ass if you talk down on my name
I’m in the trenches surrounded by gang
Me
Talkin' big money, bitch, uh
That little shit you talkin' 'bout
That's lunch money
We don't even smoke that, I got-I got-I got-I got so much (so
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie
how we never folding
How the knots so bigs we can never fold em
How we quizzed by the pigs and we never told em
Success is bitter sweet
The kids that
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