Lyrics:
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
pain, then I gotta thank 'em
That's a miracle from Heaven above, the love is real
He's always making sure I get the better deal
Even when a n*gga
day tryna get my cake up
I got four million in homes three hours apart
Drug dealer tastes, I think I glow in the dark
I only do features to keep
and listen to me
I don't care if i'm the most famous person
I'm gonna continue my mission and worship the Lord
When i finally get my album out there
I don't
Believe it or not
I know I come hard but my heart is soft
Seen a lot, worship God and I still look hot
When I drop my shoulder and hit this bop
So
Lately i been by myself
I be feeling alone sometimes
I pray to GOD for some help
And forever got peace in mind
I played the cards that was dealt
Now
like it
Some girls dance with women
Knowing that it gets them attention
And I want to get in with them
So pass me a drink and lets roll
(Come here
the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is and it's hard to handle
When the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
and a way of my own
When my man starts kicking I let him find another home
I get full of good liquor, walk the streets all night
Go home and put my man out if
me can drink some Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
Speeding we be leanin
Got em feeling
And when I give
the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man
Waking up in the morning time
So much running through my mind
Will life get better
Feeling so much pressure
That's when I realized
Greater is the one
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
It's like this
I got my bags packed
Backpack sittin' by the front door
Ipod, lab top, socks and drawers
The stuff that you need when you're out
and
Ya past due on rent
Besides that I got a line
Of fine women tonight
That desire a bit of my time
And to be my bride
So I gotta decide who to be by my
and
Ya past due on rent
Besides that I got a line of fine women tonight
That desire a bit of my time and to be my bride
So I gotta decide who to be by my
When them niggas sending shots
They shootin' to get the spot
That I'm in, nigga (Ha ha ha)
You know what it is when I spin the block
(Ah) uppin' this
mama know how I could get down
But, know I ain't leavin' this journey, I'm on
I ain't never confessin', but I got missionaries sittin' inside my home
The guy warn grip and squeeze (Bu, Buush) Luke 4:43 Is the formation when we step on streets I left my Bible at home But this Bible app has still got teeth
to stick 'em wit another hit out of abyss
Baby you don't want to miss the ISH
Babes they love to come by and get laid
* Why am I at the pinnacle when I rip
bad habits burn
Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn
You not a fan now
But I remember when you used to be fanned out
I guess that
kicking I let him find another home
I get full of good liquor, walk the streets all night
Go home and put my man out if he don't act right
Wild women
pumping up the crowd
Women get aroused when the finest come to town
They say I'm type one I say I'm your type hun
Splitting legs spread leave your chick
I worship you and the things you do
Still you're not satisfied
I paid the cost, I've loved, I've lost
But still I worship you
When we first fell in
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