Lyrics:
I thought I saw you walk by
If only I could get you out of my mind
What in the world am I gonna do about you
Oh your memory keeps coming back
From
dollar bill
The homies is runnin' late so I got some time to kill
I'm peepin' out this freak in the booth in the corner
I think I seen her rollin'
stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by a muthafuckin' dope fiend
A bitch tryna get a fix, put my nigga
on your hand"
We'd go out to eat and chill
But they would go to the bathroom
When it was time to pay the bill
I didn't notice all the chuckles
they be gassin thats a distraction
I get it all when I walk in the store
Words aint actions
They dont got passion
I never trust what they tellin me no
Im
Can you imagine
Six young kids and a stack of bills reaching to the sky
What's a man to do
No one to turn to
It's a brand-new game, struggling by
no keys in sight
Just hit the button and move
Rapping with something to prove
Not that I'm the best but I that I can sure walk in the shoes
Spitting
nobody know me but I'd rather walk alone
Talk alone thought provoke am i wrong am i wrong
Keep it a hunnid am I wrong for how I'm living
I ain't have no
Dear God, Expand my Territory
Take me Right to My Greatness
Yeah though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death
I fear Not
Ahhh I’m
in the morn'
"Your brother's dead he's been killed by a man named Shooter Bill"
Whatever that man lays eyes on, he's damn sure to kill
I can't have
thing that gone drip like that
So check the walk when I talk like that
Cuz I’m gurenteed to fully back it up like aaaaaaaa
Dump truck when a nigga taking
Loud enough to send birds from the branches - it transpired the double body bog had burst
Next Sunday Sarah, and her new friend Bill, stopped by to visit
stopping the Bills
Take a sip
It's gonna take all the pain away
You ain't rich
Better save for the rainy days
Keep it real
All that fake shit gonna fade
them grams and pounds
Its by any means i gotta feed my fucking fam
Two boys and a girl with bills out the ass
A couple power stings that only want
sweep the broom
Ya we swept by chopping shit
Me and style walk by they stare we be on that poppin shit
No Bren not insecure y'all can't kill my confidence
to walk it on down
Shed a little light, oh Lord
Can't get no light from the dollar bill
Don't give me no light from a TV screen
When I open my eyes I
for me and you
I ain't know that Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that Lexus
I'm 'bout to dip and see my sister
suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254
Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten
Can I holla at you for a second ey
The way you walk around with what you got, it feels like a deadly weapon ey ey
Take a walk down the park, hold
light bills up
Catch a slight chill running when the mic gets touched
By the white Mike Tyson
Yeah, but I still like him
And he was so nice
See if I give
going to kill you
Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
yeah trying to leave the rats
Walk out to see three of your tires that be on flat
And that one tire left a sign of hope
That helps you to keep
hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not
Donald Drumpf ain't safe on my block, gotcha your
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