[Verse 1]
Ay, po a deuce
Shawdy wanna get loose
She wanna hang like a noose
Cause ya boy got juice
I'm a real nigga down to the gum sole
Hoe you already know
She wanna sniff a lil snow
So I told her let's go back to the crib
She wanna see how I live
I wanna dig up in them ribs
Told me the pussy mine yeah I got dibs
After we fuck she wanna swallow my kids
You know that's how the game go
Hold up wait a minute
You a lame so I know you cannot relate
You a fuck nigga that's why you hate
I could give a fuck bout what you say
I kick back, smoke, & elevate
YOUNG SENSE worry bout his cake
Bitch pay attention to the steps I take
[Interlude][Samuel L. Jackson, Pulp Fiction]
"...For he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”
[Verse 2]
Yo, life is pain knowledge is power
You need to sit the fuck down this is real nigga hour
Yeah I'm smoking on the dope it got me higher than towers
You ain't on shit homie now the world is ours
Fuck that the world is mine
24/7 I'm on my grind
Swear to god it's my fucking time
Fuck you hoe don't hit my line
Ay a real nigga never needed hand outs
Ay a real nigga always finna stand out
Ay a real nigga never stand with his hand out
Ay a real nigga always finna plan out
What he wanna do with his life
We only get one ain't finna live it twice
One & done like minute rice
So make ya own way cause the path ain't nice
Ay, po a deuce
Shawdy wanna get loose
She wanna hang like a noose
Cause ya boy got juice
I'm a real nigga down to the gum sole
Hoe you already know
She wanna sniff a lil snow
So I told her let's go back to the crib
She wanna see how I live
I wanna dig up in them ribs
Told me the pussy mine yeah I got dibs
After we fuck she wanna swallow my kids
You know that's how the game go
Hold up wait a minute
You a lame so I know you cannot relate
You a fuck nigga that's why you hate
I could give a fuck bout what you say
I kick back, smoke, & elevate
YOUNG SENSE worry bout his cake
Bitch pay attention to the steps I take
[Interlude][Samuel L. Jackson, Pulp Fiction]
"...For he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”
[Verse 2]
Yo, life is pain knowledge is power
You need to sit the fuck down this is real nigga hour
Yeah I'm smoking on the dope it got me higher than towers
You ain't on shit homie now the world is ours
Fuck that the world is mine
24/7 I'm on my grind
Swear to god it's my fucking time
Fuck you hoe don't hit my line
Ay a real nigga never needed hand outs
Ay a real nigga always finna stand out
Ay a real nigga never stand with his hand out
Ay a real nigga always finna plan out
What he wanna do with his life
We only get one ain't finna live it twice
One & done like minute rice
So make ya own way cause the path ain't nice
( AYOSENSE! )
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