Lyrics

Nose bleeds on the Carti's and these ain't no hollow chains A warrior ready for Luther letting the bottle bang A brolic monster, young Tuco Salamanca Bumping Mach Hommy in a Boxster eating a plate of Rasta Pasta Back when Baby was riding Yokohama's, I was in a Mazda With a chopper ready to die for my honor that's on my momma Don't promote the drama but if its my life of yours betta find ya sword Because my mind was designed for wars Built tough but I aint driving a Ford Dangerous and got "Rhymes Galore" Salute Busta Rhymes for providing doors No time for whores as my mind matures, call it evolution Pray my brain is the only weapon shooting Ain't no muting me, I'm the definition of mutiny Hugo Stiglits, Inglorious Bastards came recruiting me, see Even the beat agree ain't no defeating me I keep it G, and a safe key with the legal fee See my itinerary, chasing greatness and getting paper Gods Favorite I don't need a favor A Heart of gold but I'm cold even you bringing danger They want samples of my soul like Anita Baker Caught up in the rapture, street niggas and rappers My book of life was a fight I'm just reading chapters Angel please protect us don't like the demons grab us Giving you the best that i got that's the only thing that matters Molded in the mud with brimstones, a cleansed soul Karma collect debts tenfold stay ten toes Bullets don't care you in the gym swole Life hit you like Debow when that brick thrown Hopefully that hits home Diamonds like Nicky wife with the French roll Hustle like Righteous Gemstones Whatever it takes to keep the kids clothe No rap shows and some friends trolled Now we cross the globe Unfortunately that left my heart with holes The darkest road alone I still chased my goals Hard work with the poems and now I stay draped in gold Cold as glazier, you hater I return the favor From the fast lane where we flirt with danger alert the neighbors Nothing can stop me now, the theme music from Perfect Strangers A poor life basically the reason I'm earning paper A season threat like mosquitoes in the summertime Think twice before you come for mines See my itinerary, chasing greatness and getting paper Gods Favorite I don't need a favor A Heart of gold but I'm cold even you bringing danger They want samples of my soul like Anita Baker Caught up in the rapture, street niggas and rappers My book of life was a fight I'm just reading chapters Angel please protect us don't like the demons grab us Giving you the best that i got that's the only thing that matters
Writer(s): Tylando Farris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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