Lyrics:
Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make em follow your own rules
Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to school
I got a class for that ass, and it
like I met you at the day, shit ain't crippin', my flag is red, I get in my head, think about if I Was dead, fuck it, let's get this guap instead
And I'm
dont love I'ma playa
She just gon' keep me company
While I get lifted and I lay her
Well naturally, I have to be, dead serious, maybe not
Let me
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these g-damn food stamps don't buy diapers
(The Butcher)
Y'all niggas should know by now that Griselda the flag
We the biggest (biggest)
Yeah
I don't know nobody this hungry, I don't know
Wow. Am I ready
Cause I can feel it coming but I don't know if I'm where I'm meant to be
This is scary
All these thoughts of what I should do is
night flighters
i'm a get ya', when ya' least expect it
cock the glock jacket
a vest can't protect it
boy, is ya' ready
i'll leave yo' set wetted
niggas in I'm a keep on bitch if you don't like it fuck it you can't tell me shit
'Cause I'm a
Muthafucking made nigga
How you love dat clown go
could beat us
If we serving Jesus Christ I don't know who could beat us
I stay covered by the blood yeah I feel like I'm Carrie White
I'm like God where's
Life is so crazy, my money my therapist
I know I always can count on my bread
I’m not no cappa, I don’t do no danceN
If you heard you say it I meant
that I'm over the hedge
Faded out my mind, tryna get out a funk
Sippin on shit, tryna take off the edge
Keep taking shots till I stop feelin drunk
Till I
me and Bustarimo muy peligro
The hottest Negroes en Los Estados Unidos
Hotter than Reno when discovered by Bugsy Siegal
I'm black like Don Cheadle
ya, late flight, yeah, but I'm hitting the ground now
Get ready for this ground and pound, I'll lock you up, squeeze you tight, your body go limp
You
or should I meet you there?"
"Shall we let it go?"
"Did you get my message
Cause I looked in vain?"
"Can we see each other Tuesday
If it doesn't rain?"
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I get higher like I'm countin' math
I get higher than I go to mars
I got lean so I purple my cup
Codeine I just poured in a xan
Oxy I got pills in
gone fight Myself
They ain't wanna drill with me then i'm gone die by myself
They don't wanna dine then I'm gone dine myself
Bitch Nigga I got myself
I can tell by the way that you peepin' me
That you havin' some thoughts about freakin' me
But if you walk up and just speak to me
And tell me what
said if you don't get your paw off me
I'm gonna locate your nose around
The other side of your head
He said I love it when you get that fire in your
said if you don't get your paw off me
I'm gonna locate your nose around
The other side of your head
He said I love it when you get that fire in
when you buy, buy
I don't got a problem with the harga
I'm the finished product, you the mockup
Quit' the Xanny, bitch, get yo' bars up
You too slow,
then I'm with it
Keep it bangin', let's get with it
All my gangsters let's get work
Bawk bawk bawk, you get it first
If you scared then go to church
clean
And I don't give a fuck 'bout
Money 'cause I know I'm fly
Bitch, I know I'm fly, bitch
I know I'm fly
If you know you fly, hands up in the sky
if they fit too loose then I’m a dyke right
We live life like it’s black and white type write
If you don’t fit into a box you ain’t the right type
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