engineer getting paid off Rock like aesop Light the weed and take off So high I cannot see, adolf Now I got these rappers all breaking up in sweat Cause every time
dime, big butt and nice chest Yes, they heard I used to rock guess But now I'm rocking clothes that ain't in the stores yet Travel back in time, I'm
and then she textin me Like... what you doin next week. next week Hear me now! I'm down on knees and praying Though my faith is weak Without you baby
time to I don't give a shit Used to dream about it Boy now I'm living it 412 is the most dope syndicate Had a normal life but now I'm sick of it Try
I'm Peyton Manning in this Playa I don't got no time for the slow grind here in 09' Blow minds with these dope rhymes, call them coke lines Snort it get
me and He Are tighter than R.Kelly in his teens You fucking With My man And you text him all the time You might've had him once But I got him all the time
I Exposed Her To Real, & Now She Hate Lame Member She Used To Run From Me, Now She Like Pain She Call Me Sometimes Just To Ask Is It Her Thing Ever
is They gun for it But wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf Napkin Nigga my loogies eat tracks up Now
m still trapping stacking that dope mayn-mayn [Z-Ro:] If you hang with haters, you might pick up some of they produty Since I love me how I am, one deep is
than a motherfuckers, but I still give like I'm rich I promise trying to make it to heaven, is hard as hell Especially now, when all I receive is pictures
a game know I'm saying The world is crooked, my niggas is straight [J-Doe] My nigga, it's time to make this shit known S Dub, V is finally in the Screw
than a bull fighter So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is
a hard time, getting a grasp on reality Without that weed or mad at me, for shit I did before I reached my 20's If I knew then what I'm feeling now, how
to have that shit under your seat now You must start with your face on these c.d.s now What's the deal now, what it do on them zones now Got them feds
die and can't nann nigga stop it [Lyrical 187] My plans to be a millionaire done tripped and went elsewhere Times pass, thangs change but me I'm stuck in nowhere Now
o and baby mamas gone jock What the fuck is the deal, somebody pass me the kill Rubatussin and marijuana, one time and I peal Don't let a snitch see my dope
right now Bout to pushing infrared like dimes, what you wanna do it like that I can play eight to the Penn, cut your lights off right now Mean what I