Lyrics:
this is my family, my family
Cause you're too young, mama, and daddy, when ya
Lay down and (have some eggs) and I remember y'all breakin' up
Doin'it
y'all
You get high with your last bill
This is for y'all you live and die for
By Allah's will this is for y'all
Feel the same way I feel this is for y'all
yo' hands high
Got clips for y'all clique ready to fry
Now you ask why, beggin' for my reply
Don't talk, save it for the man in the sky
You just
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
my mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm starting to believe ain't no such thing as heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If
Callin' me a sinner old bae, twenty-nine
Callin' me a young tender
Nelly stop, don't leave
Don't stop when I'm in her
She ready for whatever and I
Ain't
wishing on my downfall
This for y'all man from the bottom of my heart
I sincerely mean this s
Man go f y'all selves
Y'all ain't hear what I said?
I didn't
Yo, Fresh, you ready?
I'm ready, man, let me do this (run it, run it)
What? What? What? What? (Sheeit)
What? What? What? What you, what you need,
startin' the beef I'm 'bout to end with the quickness
I'm 'bout to end this quicker than Bizarre can finish a biscuit
Quicker than quick shit, y'all ain't
You know what I'm sayin'
Y'all ain't ready for this shit, man
Big Von on this shit, man
Y'all know what I'm sayin'
We got, what
We got Bando on this
'Cause that's uh, Seth MacFarlane shit
Orville, we on that outer space
Fuck, I'mma keep this in the beginning too
Nyeesh
I'm ready to kick it
ain't got no heart for this.. bust a gun and body shit
Niggas like you probably snitch.. do a nigga then get rich
Niggas like you always fit.. 6 feet
[Missy]
She's ah, uh uh, bitch
Yo, I'ma tell y'all straight up and down
It's like this for real, it's goin' down like this foreal
She's ah, bitch
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
You ain’t ever gonna be ready
Told y’all. I warned y’all, but I cannot inform y’all that formal. It ain’t normal for me
Homie, you gon’ learn today how
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
around
And all y'all niggaz ain't think we get this roll fuck what you heard and believe what you saw
It's a nation thugs ready to flip out with an extra
you fentanyl)
Bro, just get the lick off (get the lick off)
I was mixin tar for Carolina, this ain't shit Dawg (this ain't shit dawg)
Niggas said they
try and open y'all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin' all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by
y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We
background
Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for grandma
I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you
the grind
Aim far and high, and never agreeing to lose
I ain't getting sleep for days
Coffee’s keeping me awake
Chugging every single cup like it’s that kind
face both times
Naw, this ain't all of my bullets, I got some more rounds
Shawty wanna charge for pussy but I'm like, "Woah now"
Like a little dog,
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
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