Lyrics:
back, I would start, never find a way
Let my birds play when we're fine we could fly away
Touch the sky and never wish a brighter day
Cause I'll be home
In Air Max Fxk Them Dad Shoes
Lululemon, Fxk Them Damn Trues (Ayy)
By The Way Shoulder Back, Smell The Odor Man
Can I, Take You Home & Make You Over
a ride-or-die, like Eve and them
Make home-cooked meals every evening
Start stripping on the side, now I'm tipping on the side
Love life like Joselin and Stevie
the Rolling Stones
I thought, "That's it, I'll get a band
I'm leaving home, I'm out on the road"
The motorways all over this land
(The road)
Far away
yourself off
I will not die
Nobody gets lower
Nobody shuts up
Strangely though someone's for hire
When others are left to get by
Spread wireless the virus
the ocean, caught your reflection before the Lord's
I heard you had a voice like an angel
Strange though, you were blinded by the light
Shining from your
Let's go
I go by "Weezy, the Don"
Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin' the arm
And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get
perks of being God's gift
I'm gift wrapped, they ain't gone never try me
It ain't only on phones I'm verified by Face-ID
Look. Trying to get closer
I be solo dolo
I don't need three women on my ass like mojo jojo
Let that breathe
I was told when you want to add emphasis to something
You suppose
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops
I give props for all the soldiers in the war
Yo,
to describe you ya know..
It's everything about you I mean.. damn!
You make me feel good..!!
[Chorus]
When I'm gone girl I miss you, when I'm at home I get
with them)
My little niggas in Pompano
We get snapping on
I can't play with this money
I can't be lacking though
Even when I don't want to
I can't be
the ghetto
When I was seventeen with the .38 special
Maybe you're in a dollar bill, maybe you're not real
Maybe only the wealthy get to know how you feel
get the same vibe with you
You hung up, all I saw was my smiling face in the reflection, I think that that’s a message
When you’re walking down 5th Ave
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by
Man I wanted the fly When it come to what these women say You know I'm the coldest 'cause I spit that shit you niggas thank Like proper, pimpin',
between black men and women about roles
But, I thought the point was to build up our babies to sustain two parent homes?
Because a union will always beat
to say
They only feel you when you pass away
We tried it all is what the doctor say
God take him home is what the pastor pray
Smiling heavy but I'm not ok,
me tell me
They tell me it's better I show them its not
I ask them for who ? and they couldn't answer Typical
Hard to show them our misery when they
dropped
I'm on top like 'Fuck you, pay me"
And when I rock my jewels I don't use my AC
I get it down, get pounds of AZ
And get kilos of the COKE
No you
you to get there
Holy shit when I’m at my
Thing, standing on a mattress
I’m flapping it
You know that I’m bouncing up and down
Shit, do you know what’s
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
a chance when the going was good to get plowed real good by me
I'm a fabulous contender for incel for life
But that doesn't have to be some sort of permanent
to get licked
I'm cold baby cuz my neck is on freeze, freeze, freeze
When I walk by ya girl she feel the breeze
They dont like me cuz im stacking up these
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