Lyrics:
thought you knew this already the way you always steady watching
You're confusing but it's okay go have fun behind your phone stalking
Motivation is
my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog
Now we got a son on the way
The call yours, I ignore laws
Break rules, break tombs, take jewels, make moves
We
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep and driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.
BJ the DJ you're living
Whatta you know? I think he got to the herb
And the ferria, and the jewlery, and the Mausberg
Whatta you know? I can't find my keys to the 6-5
All the way
find my keys to the 6-5
All the way live on D's
Whatta you know? I can't find my Rolex
With the 21 diamonds, shinin' on flecks
Whatta you know?
Diving to
Depths
For greatness
Keep your mind
In the gutter
Buttered up by
Self deprecation
Defamation
No delegating
This is your decimation
Estimation
You
bye
All this years i'v always been by your side
Look at me now all i can do is cry i do is cry
All i can do is cry
You broke my heart baby
Wei su fri
ready
Baby dear
Please pass me machete
Wait what the fuck
Wrong with your eyes
You got fur growing out your neck
And your teeth are getting
Bigger by
of this real or was I raised by crazies?
If it's true the way I act should steal me from your grace
That when close my eyes salty tears I should taste?
But
by the sink
Model in the bedroom, banging on the headboard
I just wanna love you let me show you my way
Got me singing shorty can you swing my way
the doctors
Nurses watching, whispering like "that's the one right there
Who got the lady in labor on 9 and the other lady dying on 5"
By this time I don't
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee
So we're okay
We're fine
had a minute to wait
Two hands would dive for a Colt forty-five
One hand would come up too late, too late, too late
"Go for your gun", was the outlaw's
in my veins
Make your choice big mistake
So riding early interstate
Just to make it home by five
To feed that family diner plate
I know that my life
your heart belong to someone else
Am I, going home all by myself
So tell me
Did he love you the way I could?
Did he really understand?
What it takes
from Yahweh!
Yahweh Yahweh! Do it his way not your way!
Surrender your soul to the most High!
Do it today! Do it today!
There's no running away!
There's
[Verse 1]
Shut your face homeboy, yo it's on
Quit your belly ache, your bitch and your moan
Hold your ground, hold your grudge hold your throne
It's
responsibilities
Just caught up in my bubble of memories reminiscing
The times you saw your crush and barely spoke a single sentence
Years gone by, some are names
Blowin some high-tech shit
Through your projects
Makin' whatever was in my way easy to di-tect
I wrecks guys
Over money gone Saratoga son
Versace on me, the sky is the limit
I’m feeling like I’m Biggie out in Brook
Cause ain’t a nigga hot now as real as crook
SK, send shots at your chest plate
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to a million
Uh, I'm on my way to two million
I'm on my way to three million
I'm on my way to four million
I'm on my way to five million
Ruger! Ruger!
Niggas
by the team
Often times it was a dream, grab phone on the wake up
Your beautiful and natural with or without the makeup
Letters, emails, cards breed
just forgave you, forgave you
Now you're fucked up and you're run down
But I still wish that you were driving by my side of town
No more wishing on your
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