Lyrics:
ya teef
Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's
mind
Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am.
Baby won't you listen to me.
Boy take a good look at these tears of mine
Baby, baby these tears I
droppa
I'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppa
This is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'
Tried to rock the crowd for the
Turf but couldn't make it
It was
S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your shit straight test us and we test you shit
All us, all y'all too, it's on shit (repeat
know I've finally gone insane because
Our souls are lost Towing the line, yet unprepared to fight the final boss Forever Wandering these streets We're
I was taught if you want it then get it by any means but shit I got lost inna dream
Looking for love on other side I guess I been feeling the stranger
a taste
Boy, you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me-eh-eh (da da da da da da)
"T" to the "H" to the "I-R-S-T-Y" you thirsty
You thirsty (da da da da da
the son of miss cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
There's a 305 diamond I wanted
on my shelf
Make sure everything that I make is H-O-T
Passion is all I see
I’m working it hard every day
Thinking about the next thing that i’ll say
Not
preserved Gods grace still a baby though
Back in da field against a hunned by my damn self
400 hunned bodies think I can't Get'em my damn self
Dis sh**
The Berettas are drawn
In The Pride
Collide with not many, I'm just simply not that dude
Never been macho, some were hostile cuz they got bruised
Some of these
It's not a game, im not playin'
Baby do ya hear what im sayin'?
If ever you need someone to go to
Someone that holds you
Someone to be by yo side
Baby
to side
(And I've got wandering hands getting lost in your wonderland)
Damn, what's that tattoo sneaking out of them hip-huggers?
I bet I'd see the other
Big mic rider
Pum pum finder
Man try hype up
Man just pipe up
Im to extra
Fuck their pressure
Man try watch man
Like i give a
Top boy driver
Not like
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
to the right place
Back in the game, don’t you now my name
It’s stangz on the beat can’t you feel my Pain (yeah)
Miss my baby boy every day your away
Daddy
get a taste
Boy you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me-eh-eh (da da da da da da)
T to the H to the I-R-S-T-Y, you thirsty
You thirsty (da da da da
my blood
Just to prove a dead man that I'm not afraid to die
Cuz today I felt like I only wanna make it stop
Baby, please, go tell my momma that I'm
you gon need saving
Your soul could get replaced
Don't play wit H that's a cold case
Not playin boy you'll get erased
Soul sacrifice not playin games
And it's hey before the jay but baby call me big poppa
2022 and I'm still breaking rules
I'm lavar ball never lost never lose
Bubble bath and I'm on my
Baby yuh fi nuh mi want yuh
Don't do the boy yawa
Bae Bae
Baby your eyes
Make dem shake and fumble the other guys
Yh they lost in it
Till they
shorty
Wandering in the world and they lost in the darkness
Looking for anything to fill they heart with
Even when they not focus on things from above
I
me
Juve and B.G. with me
Turk and Manny with me
The C-M-B with me
They lettin' loose
Nigga be bout cha issue get lost in gun smoke
Now I'm
lose, yeah
Ca$h or die, gotta choose, aye
Not a rockstar Jony I’m a Trop Star, yeah
I be drinking Fiji never sipping Wockhardt, yeah
And my shorty cold I
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