Lyrics:
game I only scored 10. I’m in. My thoughts. Remember the day my momma jumped in when lil man fought.
weights
Music distilled In my bones I can neva be late
When I get to the Gates hope he don't leave me outside
Cause I was 4 deep In a Chevy ten toes ready
lil boy you sick as fuck
In the X5 tinted up
Vibin' cause I been the one (Okay)
You wan' talk some shit lil boy? Fuck it dog I been the one (Okay)
You
in that X6
Had to double sport that bitch, I missed my exit
On my savage shit I'm stuntin' on my ex bitch
Gave me HBO and head, we skipped the Netflix
(Lifestyle been running that bitch)
(Lifestyle been running that bitch)
(Lifestyle been running that)
(Step in a step in a)
Step in a function ten
she a lizard, but I'm slizzard, what's the difference
We in a blizzard for the evening
Just missed it
The way the lights shinin', the beauty was
liberal's truth, and it's all part of god's big plan, it's not for my two hands, more fake news again (tune in at 10)
So, for now I'm just gonna pretend, I'm
queens
Big
Big bandit
But I still pose
For the candid
Hurry put the money
In my bag bitch
Body outstanding
And that nigga screamed
When I banged him
To see lil Quincy grow up I'd be the happiest person
Man the principal
Manifested in the physical
Ten toes down one leg back always on my pivotal
You could
And the undertaker buries all nine
As the politicians
Happily live on the account of all ten
I am seeing shapes in the water
She don’t wanna buss down like the avalanche
All my exes ain't 10, they so average
Live in Dallas like I play for Mavericks
5-star hotels filled with
my habit
Create the sound then master
2500 out of 10,000
Put my time in first quarter
Out lie born on the first of the year
No coach approach my dream
CHE NON HAI VOGLIA DI STARMI VICINO HO ANCORA LA TESTA DI UN BAMBINO
CHE SBAGLIA SEMPRE MA CON I SUOI ERRORI ARRIVERA IN CIMA(2x)
DIMMI CHE TUTTO E
over and over why I'm still alone
I got 16 hours of sleep in the last 10 days
Man, I should have done everything more easy
I know, I know, I know, I
niggas laughin
Ayy, put up on they block with that MAC-10
Then I slid off in that black Benz
Took a nigga bitch, bro, what happened
Yeah, you used to be
are growing
Chorus :
We're the kids in America (x 2)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, don't check
a seven but he ate it nine and ten
When I came up in the spot they were asking who is this
And ever since the album I been straightening the bends
I keep
the dough
What you got, chick
10pm, got him pullin' in my driveway
I'm laced up so he like to chill at my place
He like to feel the cool ambiance
And he like
ordered them in 2x2
If they ain't talking money I don't know about you
In that big body Tonka I know what it do
In that big body GLE, AMG Coupé
Yeah I'm
on my opps
When im havin mood swings
Purple jeans on
Still spillin lean
Walked in wit a ten
ian spend
So I got fifteen
Niggas always be acting
Just like
shocked when you get the static Ridin' with a killer in a 40, feelin' diplomatic
I can't even cap, I ain't got no juelz Whent in at 10, out at 11, I know
him in his eyes
This no suprise bitch what finna do
You steady call me bro
No pussy bitch I aint no kin to you
We up'd the score that's ten to two
Lil
rob you and kill you where I'm from
My man did a bunch of time, but he ain't done
10 plus, he got time in
Niggas do more dope than Frankie Lymon
These
a daze⁹
Stuck in my ways¹⁰
I landed right where you wanted me¹¹
You plucked me away¹²
We was born in the gutter together¹³
I thought we would flutter
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