too far Young man stands with his ax in his hand Believin' that the crops are all in Firewood stacked ten by ten For the wife, the folks, the kids And all of the kin
suit, Louie V flip flops Got a bad bitch, her hair and nails tip top Jeremih got the game on a slipknot Just before the stacks, I got rubber bands Consumers
get me they don't understand It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt F**kin round with the band Bone Thugs
my phone All deez whips all on dis chrome, wood droppin' feelin' dats too long Everybody diggin' me, fuck naw they ain't no kin to me All they do is
Ho, hey I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they
-0-west nigga sellin' rich roll dellin' Throw it up, hold it up, guns bust- fo' fingas up Two twisted in the middle with the thumb tucked Chevy mashin', dippin' and assin', kin
made it for everyone to see Forever accepting N9nes soul [Verse 2] In Kansas City A lot of fans is with me started doing shows with crazy flows and it expanded quickly Tech Ninnas band
Felt like it could split your chest whide open wit it Well nigga you should when I'm round talkin that shit Bout the nigga that's my kin-folks Should'
Me no bubbletious Me smoke heavy tar Me be groovin' slowly where you are Notify your next of kin 'Cause your never coming back I've been dropping beats
the squeakers might be stealin' the show But we don't go for that, so while we blow Hi-ho, lackadaise, for it's a natural fact I ain't no kin but I would
ain't much love in my life, it's just drugs, jobs, and a bundle of gripes. (What?) Haven't you heard, it's a modern condition, A band of glitches, and
You came to me this morning And you handled me like meat You?d have to be a man to know How good that feels, how sweet My mirror twin, my next of kin
front, 'cause the curtain's 'bout to rise Yeah, wander past the fortune teller, readin' someone's hand What future does she see while we listen to the band
my behind So why you hatin' me? when I came to pratice faithfully I got the grades, I got the nike wrist bands with the michael air j's You never substitued your kin
We got Tennessee moonshine, chicken and beer The bands in the barn and the gangs all here Just park your car down by the corn If you're lookin' for a
Run Like Gore Yeah Frank that is From San Francis And I Got More Banana Clips Then Chimpanzees 1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothaf**kin
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