[Verse 1: Lewis]
The fuck I look like rolling with princesses?!
"Why that chick look foreign?"
Cause my sistas won't incest this
Seems I'm the only motherfucker I've ever invest in
Every fucking feature I've been on
Bitch I blessed it
Now who the hell are you gon' tell that I am unethical
They tried to De-Nigga me now thats un-ethnic-cool
Remember you niggas was fetus
I made you
Purified your fresh
Don't make me pacify your death
Black dreams
Plant your portrait in an orchid on your corner
Leave your corpse with your coroner
Let your niggas pour Coronas
Ever since I can remember I've had this chip on my shoulder
Dust it off
My ego don't need no Pringles
These hoes is weak though
Keep your singles, for free though?
They deep-throat off what we wrote
Its evil to think those things
I need assistance
Rehabilitation
Prettier women with persistance
Beamon out in Australia
Great Britain in my vision
I'm Debo to these niggas
Sing Cee-lo to these bitches
I beez throwed in them Benzes
We some high fashion princes
I'm in love with my sickness
Ay Doc, hold my prescriptions huh?
[Hook]
I mean damn we can't die forever
Only dreams of Hawaiian weather
Weather, Weather
[Verse 2: Martin Beamon]
(Suck my dick nigga, Swag, yeah)
If I die forever I'm sinning the worst way
G ass nigga, had bitches in the first grade
Swaggin' to the max
Like a dragon on my back and I'm gon' spit them flames bitch
Cause I got the city on my back
Nigga I'm low key
Nigga hold heat
Give you cold feet
You don't want beef
You niggas froze meat
Bitch you in the air
Nose bleeds, you know its me
Shouts to the nigga that stole my steez
Bare arm, no sleeves
Light skin
Gold kings
Melanie, she in my dreams
Took her in my world
I showed her I'm a boss
We can do out thing baby, we can get lost
A nigga 'bout to floss
Don't care about your flaws
And when we up in that Porche girl
You can take it off
I be shining
Getting all the cake like I'm supposed to
Grinding, niggas 'bout to hate like I told you
Couple new whips
New bitch, and a old school
I'mma
Get this
Paper
Cause these
Mother
Fuckers
Old news
Niggas tryna shine
Get money all the time ho
We was in the back
Fuck that
Its our time ho
Gotta get the money
Cause money on my mind and if it ain't about that
Then get the fuck from 'round mines nigga
[Hook]
I mean damn we can't die forever
Only dreams of Hawaiian weather
Weather, Weather
[Beamon Outro]
Swag Swag nigga
Respect real Gs when you see one nigga
If it wasn't for us there wouldn't be none nigga!
Fuck these niggas talkin' bout man
The fuck I look like rolling with princesses?!
"Why that chick look foreign?"
Cause my sistas won't incest this
Seems I'm the only motherfucker I've ever invest in
Every fucking feature I've been on
Bitch I blessed it
Now who the hell are you gon' tell that I am unethical
They tried to De-Nigga me now thats un-ethnic-cool
Remember you niggas was fetus
I made you
Purified your fresh
Don't make me pacify your death
Black dreams
Plant your portrait in an orchid on your corner
Leave your corpse with your coroner
Let your niggas pour Coronas
Ever since I can remember I've had this chip on my shoulder
Dust it off
My ego don't need no Pringles
These hoes is weak though
Keep your singles, for free though?
They deep-throat off what we wrote
Its evil to think those things
I need assistance
Rehabilitation
Prettier women with persistance
Beamon out in Australia
Great Britain in my vision
I'm Debo to these niggas
Sing Cee-lo to these bitches
I beez throwed in them Benzes
We some high fashion princes
I'm in love with my sickness
Ay Doc, hold my prescriptions huh?
[Hook]
I mean damn we can't die forever
Only dreams of Hawaiian weather
Weather, Weather
[Verse 2: Martin Beamon]
(Suck my dick nigga, Swag, yeah)
If I die forever I'm sinning the worst way
G ass nigga, had bitches in the first grade
Swaggin' to the max
Like a dragon on my back and I'm gon' spit them flames bitch
Cause I got the city on my back
Nigga I'm low key
Nigga hold heat
Give you cold feet
You don't want beef
You niggas froze meat
Bitch you in the air
Nose bleeds, you know its me
Shouts to the nigga that stole my steez
Bare arm, no sleeves
Light skin
Gold kings
Melanie, she in my dreams
Took her in my world
I showed her I'm a boss
We can do out thing baby, we can get lost
A nigga 'bout to floss
Don't care about your flaws
And when we up in that Porche girl
You can take it off
I be shining
Getting all the cake like I'm supposed to
Grinding, niggas 'bout to hate like I told you
Couple new whips
New bitch, and a old school
I'mma
Get this
Paper
Cause these
Mother
Fuckers
Old news
Niggas tryna shine
Get money all the time ho
We was in the back
Fuck that
Its our time ho
Gotta get the money
Cause money on my mind and if it ain't about that
Then get the fuck from 'round mines nigga
[Hook]
I mean damn we can't die forever
Only dreams of Hawaiian weather
Weather, Weather
[Beamon Outro]
Swag Swag nigga
Respect real Gs when you see one nigga
If it wasn't for us there wouldn't be none nigga!
Fuck these niggas talkin' bout man
( LIONMMVIII )
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