Lyrics:
And entering into your demension
With intentions to bend your mind by bending space and time
The dream is real, kids, don't ever forget it, I'm in the zone
You
I know my time is bad so I'm forcing up an apologetic smile.
And just by being myself I've gone and made my own disguise.
I was never good at talking
By the time you regain sub-light they'll be no relief
Don't tell us we didn't warn ya
The bumpy slow ride will make you feel sorrier
Operator pass me
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
hard top off the old school
Gas station seven digits off the low fuel
Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash
She wanna beef ocho you don't get a pass
G shit
When it comes to getting money is on savage
Point the green homie no time we gotta have it
If you hop up on my cruise you'll get wasted
Grinding till I'm
our time
Let's live life and grow
Don't say it
Just do it
Let's live by that code
We know that we're special
We blessings for sure
No time to be wasted
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
elevation
I do this for them zombies
I swear dead people fuel me
No Exaggeration
But these fuck boys
Only run their mouth up
On twitter or I.G
Then turn
on my P's and Q's every day
I keep it a whole zip, that mean I'm G times 28
Someone check his pulse, I think he just overdosed
He might have to get his
taught a long time ago
Seoul, Korea, you'll see a G-a like me-a
Never would there ever be another like he-a
G-A-N-G-S-T-A, nothing left to say
I done
I think I got everyone inside this bitch fucking wasted
Popping off on my shit yea I'm an enabler
Ain't no trey lil bitch just roll it on the table
Cannot climb this high, be careful
But you know I am the devil, 'cause I am a fucking G.O.A.T.
Head by the daily, damn I forgot her name, think it was
told you lies
Plus I done been thru this before it's too much wasted time
Kept it a band from the jump you think I told you lies
You can't bring the past
You know what time it is
When you hear this right?
Yeah, shout out Charlie always
Let's get them fam listen, I mean
Let's get 'em Dave look
wasted yeah
You had me thinking you were different
Had me locked in every time we were kissing
Saw me run it back now I'm losing my ambition
Falling in
They Just be cap'n they raps
We ain't gon listen to that
Savage and Blues
Seem like as of lately
I ain't really got the time
That's the consequences
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
By the end of 9-8, hell yeah
Then I'll be straight
Fuck off a hundred G's and still got money up in
don't mess with dude
I'm not impressed by you, that's not a flex by me
That's some real shit, it's just how I feel, my G
I wish someone real would try me,
breath I fall to the bottom
If I brave tomorrow, please send your angels down
To guide my way
While I pray right through the night
Time wasted repressed
and the rap Jason's enemies leave gushing
Murdering with the heat, produced by tone beatz
B-I-G Bailey, I do my own thing
That's why you must clone me to get
in the mix it's time to chill
Char-la-la brought the on' what is asked in the blunts
Roll up some Bob Marley joints some skunk datz tight
And Nate got
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