Lyrics:
knob from a forty nine mere
And lay down here beside me
Let me hold you in the dirt
And you'll tremble as the flames
Tear the throat out of the night
murked, they would love to see me die
Acid tripping vision, everything look hi-defy
Drugs, money, liquor, only things that get me by
I got a lot
and play pretend.
I would of eliminated everything in my way,
cnd send em all to all the fiery lakes of hell
But I was saved by Hashem.
So I know exactly
used to trappin', I get it and flip it
I know that you be actin', I know you ain't with it
Bro, throw me the package, I wrap it and flip it
They say I
hurts me here dear Mother,
Like a stone upon my breast,
Oh I wonder, Mother, wonder,
Why it is I cannot rest.
All the day while you were working,
the clouds
I make this pain disappear just by puffing this loud
Me and my niggas thank the OG's for holding it down
Came in the game with fake love but aint
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
and Tarcisia told me where they were going and told me it was 38 via Regnoli. So she said “Would you like to come down?” By this time we’d moved up to Villanova,
you in the site of youngsters with automatics
Bustin' on shit to lay everything down even tourists and non-affiliates
These days, gun play is official
on like a real nigga
And they all still with us
Seen too many trill niggas fall to
Let you bitch niggas beat me
'Fore I take a loss they
Gon' have to RIP me
on water
When the angels rolled the stone
When the Bible was a well-known book and God was feared by man
take me back with a song if you can
Sing me a song
much to my
Beautiful, loyal, amazing fans
You are so filled with talent and joy
I’m so glad all the time
That’s a very little monster in there points
Fan
walk out minked up
You can toss me in Antartica
Ill walk out blinged up
You can fill me up with potion
Dump and drown me in the ocean
But Ill still walk
Tell me it's real, like the front, we all need ya
Lay in the field, burn it down, we all herb
I can call this face out
The breakup with a breakdown
bust off my gun so accurate
And get cream in the cuisine of Queens
I told you, money skated with the night beams, and two rings
Crazy fag, I'm
gettin' by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it's real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All loyal so you keep
with the thought I project
Let me show you dreams, seem they all in your head
And take you back before Spotify or the internet
I was just a kid,
deadly venoms with weapons in the denims
Shit that'll shake windows and break lay tenants
Left field, aim crooked and straight blaze in em
Have you
on myself in ya crib
Turned around and tried to fight you I'm hype that you let me live
I clearly needed a dutch cuz that L would've been big
And Tec don't
dollar shop air
Fake flowers, fake guns and fake capital
Cash only
You'll get caught in the mirror if you try anything stupid
Very important people
Fucking
loyalty and love
(Except loyalty and love, between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and lay
You gave me a farm and I've sown all the fields
My wife and our children still weep
A stream through the valley
To nourish these hills would lay all
the mud
With a bullet in his stomach he died out in the fields, but the man with a smoking gun can't and kill my love
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try
EJ zoomin out the ash
Came through with the cash
Most of y'all move slow
I move quick move fast
Real talk the boy dead
Or got got by the feds
They
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