Lyrics:
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
Can't go nowhere without my Jesus piece
He walk wit me tho I got Jesus peace
He hold me down and he keep me up
So haters hate boy I don't need ya
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
don’t work for me Charlotte boy from the south
Came down to Florida in the waters and I ain’t sink or drown
Matter fact I’m ten toes down standing
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
a place that I would never go back
Straight facts motivated by Him got back in class
South Florida Bulls Christ kept me cool so I hit the gas Go BULLS!
to fuck
Jit changing by the season, but in Florida its always heated
So if I'm on fire, you all know the reason
One shot, and you never gon' see him
Two
neighbors
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali
I got some OG Kush from San Fernando Valley
My nigga Beezy on the way from 'County
We keep supporting, damn it, we
a scab
Came up out the valley of the beast
Came up out the valley of the best
I was in the alley over East
Throwing peace signs
Change up on the batter
I was in the trap by the alley
All the bad ho's used to pass me
Nah dawg I'm real real serious
I used to hit her & all the baddies
But Bitch now I'm
Yeah, please Don't Be Alarmed
By The Far Footsteps You Hear
Coming Up From The Rear
It's Only A One Man Army
Carter, Me, That's Who
Eh, John Just Let
to mom she put pedal to metal
Been through the valley I came out a winner
All of the pain made me better and bigger
And I don't stop, boy you thought this
without an easel
Every time I step up to the mic you know I gotta do my thang
I didn't train for nothing in the hyperbolic time chamber
Just to leave
Gotta
to the cash like I'm Frank Gore
Same time running from my past having mind wars
I don't wanna show her I have the time for her
You ain't getting paid for by
well at least I'm not on trial
Underestimated since a child cuz how I had it it wasn't providing
Mobbin' down in Tampa bay the Florida boy on a private
neighbors
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali
I got some OG Kush from San Fernando Valley
My nigga Beezy on the way from 'County
We keep supporting, damn it, we
to be,
The valley and the flowers, the long peaceful hours, and beauty for any eye to see.
Just an old stone house by a river, and the door without any
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, fear no evil
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
Attackin shit without a doubt
Cause I was raised by gorillas. Know what’s that’s about
[100PackPablo Verse]
Set the play up on a opp. Them pills got em
three
No older than sixteen
Rather skinny
And wearing an oversized hoodie
I need to see his face
As the paramedics race
To the boy
Whose blood
Has now
boy cap more than Mitchell and Ness
I just smoked a whole blunt now I need me some sex
I wake up everyday feeling blessed
Not sponsored by Nike but I'm
addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get
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