Lyrics:
and Bernell, took two to the dome
Bobby and Kirk straight, Red never made it to the phone
Slim got shot, I got a call from the cops
I was dealt a bad hand, when
friend
Why the hell you lying? Who
The hell you trying?
Who the hell you know that
Threw away his throwbacks
When they suggested they was
Made by Majestic?
a fucking reaper
Cause the drip, gotta fit, yours is fucking cheaper
Come back bitch when you're a little fucking richer
Pussy boy dumbass can't see the big
the fringe it's been
So long since I remember when
So long since I remember
Where's my hand to hold
So call me by
Call me by my right name
Call me
and be proud of it?
Flatline
Bullshit!
Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me?
Well it's because motherfuckers wanna blast me
And run me outta my
shouldn’t hate me for losing
Cause it’s difficult to breath when the oxygen get confusing
Need you to see the bigger picture as if it’s a movie
After this
picture
'cause why we're steady dyin somebody gettin richer
Listen to what I'm spittin, who you think benefittin
while all these heads splittin they
call me again
When you see me shutting down mic
Blinded by the lights, dry your eyes
When the boat capsize three or four times
Not even Captain Jack
the bush did call
You could take a seat, your life complete, forget about it all
One day when I am able, to custralia I will roam
To the land that makes me
Yea...
I received your call
I saw your text
Why can't you be
Involved more
Like all the rest
Of the fathers
I'm constantly bothered
By all their questions
gettin' bent
And to my hit hoes, my murder mommies
I be smokin' trees in Belize when they find me
While you still killin' niggas with punany, like heiny
gettin' bent
And to my hit hoes, my murder mommies
I be smokin' trees in Belize when they find me
While you still killin' niggas with punany, like heiny
niggas
Back out on the block I do wrong but know right
Free my uncle out the box he been gone my whole life
Please don't call me on my phone if you ain't
When you feel alone you can call me
I'll be by your...
When you feel alone you can call me
I'll be by your door when you need me
When you feel alone
see it)
Got a deal with Sony now we richer (you see it)
Look me up I'm in The Source see my picture (you see it)
I got hoes just coming to my shows
told him in jail and I said I'll be back
He said when you back can
You get me from school
Shit like that there turn boy to a goon
On to the graveyard
I'll more than share each pain that you endure
And when you're in the autumn of your years
You'll call me in the night and I'll be near
I love you
many chiefs
Annoy me, uh/ So when I roll, I'm mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty
Close
Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters,
still live by the shit she taught me when I was a kid
To this very day
Stay strong
Stay humble
'N if anybody fucks with you
I'ma fuck you up 'n that's
on one hand
No, no, don't think, please
That I whiner, seeker of sympathy and pity
I don't want you feel sorry for me
Or show any compassion
It's just
don't even count it, its straight to the stash
Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash
Said you keep the haters just bring me the cash
You keep
ain't shit but a gold digger
She ain't tripping she know I got hoes nigga
Thinking she gone leave me you a joke nigga
Just to go and get played by a broke
for now Bruce
Bruce is a metaphor for the rich
Tell me what you waiting for I persist
Resist who twist narratives who benefits
Who inherited their
Mes chers compatriotes
You're welcome to this
Demo-crazy
This is no political diss
It's time we air some grievances
Dratzy, that's me
You know what
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