Lyrics:
were closed
In dark or light, I'd stumble
By my demand you'd guide my hand
But was it worth our trouble
Nice guy lies, all my 9-to-5's
When I'd rather
Decapitate your whole crew then
Juggle your jugulars
Yeah, The Horsemen got you open don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Nigga 7, 6, 5
Now I’m catching vibes
With my starting five
I need six feet with my faded ways
The way I’m living
It’s so insane
EA we in the game
I push the issue
come up tryna make it
To the baddest bitch in the world tannin' by my pool naked
So to the youngin' on his come up listening, boy, you could make it
Then you can't get down nigga
See they say 'Snupe you grew up
You grew up without a father
But I see now that shit really
Just made you grind harder
My
a trick
Ohhh money you my honey, she says without her I can't be rich
All the fun we have together, I keep you in my pocket
Its so much of you I share
girls hit my phone but they got nothing on you
5. Nothing on you...Nothing on you
6. You left me by my lonesome I got nothing to do
7. Sent you
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I
I don't wanna go without your love
I don't really like who I've become
Led me down a road that I can't see
Memorized by means that's must be greed
Bricks
All my n****s flippin' chips
Gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ?
With no warning signs
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
so, he's so real to me.
I'll lay down my burden (down by)
Down by the riverside (down by)
Down by the riverside (down by)
Down by
feel lik I can flyyy
They take me on a ride
I, jus wanna get high
Without drugs I can't survive
I, need drugs in my life
They've always been by my side
the wearer of seed, the one saluted by Indra protect my private parts
Let Ram soul of the seed, the one who won over old age protect my thighs
Let
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I
they know they gotta struggle
Keep'n it real
To all my homies working on the 9 to 5
And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble
Keep'n it
pensions
I don't need no Benz
3 stacks told me
That shit come with fake friends
First off
Shout out to my Ex's
Not being impressed by flexing
So I had
at night
I be thinking 'bout my friends, know
They up to no good, it's all bad
I seen the yellow tape at Del's
And almost had a heart attack
You never know
my haters on the sideline
Heaven taught me I'm in top five
Mob ties, reached a mil'
I did that shit without a deal
I swear to God, I'm in tears
scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look
you by my side
So you think we should just give this up without a fight
I've been working hard for you everyday from 9 to 5
How you just gon pack
and
Maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice
A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from
it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to
My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put together five soldiers
The bitch called, my blood curdled
that?
Twenty five with an L, three strikes and you can't post bail
How many niggas is you gonna catch without a strap
And at least an ounce of yayo
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