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I keep coming up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a lil' something for the cheese
And make a few beans as I breeze through
Two in the mornin' and the party still jumpin' cuz my momma ain't home
I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on
And they ain't leave until six in the mornin'
So what you want to do, shit?
I got a pocket full of ruffles and my high voice due to
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But for what? We don't know how to hide
Yeah, so we gon' smoke a house to this
Jeans up, hoes down, why you motherfuckers bounce to this?
Going down the street, talkin' in and out
I don't get a news, leave back
With my mind, don't my money, and my money on my mind
Going down the street, talkin' in and out
Zippin' up, get a news, leave back
With my mind, don't my money, and my money on my mind
Going down the street, talkin' in and out
Zippin' up, get a news, leave back
With my mind, don't my money, and my money on my mind
Going down the street, talkin' in and out
Zippin' up, get a news, leave back
With my mind, don't my money, and my money on my mind
And so
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left
Cause I've been practicing and laughing so long that either my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it, me be treated like a punk
You know that's unheard of, you better watch how you're talking, and where you're walking
A you and your homies might be like each other
I really hate the drip, but I gotta lope
As they cope, I see myself in the pistol smoke pool
I'm the kind of G to let a homie smell a beat
I throw my knees in the night and tear prayers in the streetlight
I've been standing most alive, still against the death's paradise
Power and the money, money and the powers
Minute after minute, hour after hours
Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking at what's going on in the kitchen
But I don't know what's shifting
They say I got to learn, but nobody's here to teach me
If they can't understand it, how can they reach me?
I guess they came, I guess they won't, I guess they front
That's why I know my life is out of luck, fool
I've been standing most alive, still against the death's paradise
Why don't we go flying in the sea, chat the fun in the air?
Why do you and me, share a reply?
Why don't we go flying in the sea, chat the fun in the air?
Why do you and me, share a reply?
Why do you and me, share a reply?
