Yeah yeah I’m tired of doing this shit
Aight word, aight i’ma set it
Tell me how you feel man
Yo son, check the fly shit son
Sup cousin how you doin?
Yo baby check it man
I got a new connect son, for real man
Fuck all this twenty-four brick shit man
No doubt
My man got out of state for fifteen
Yeah
Youknowhati’msayin?
Yo know my man’s gonna represent pa, politickin to death so
Right right
It’s all good, what’s up? what you wanna do?
We gotta move god, we gotta move god, we gotta migrate
Get the fur, get the fuck outta new york, yaknowhati’msayin?
Bounce man, start fuckin with bigger and better shit
So you tellin me no more big eights strictly breaks
No more no more no more man
Then I’m with you, I’ve been waiting
No more god
Whassup?
It’s the pot of gold right here man this is it, man this is glory
Youknowhati’msayin?
So yo, the first thing we gotta do man
Is just know what we gonna do with this cream when we get it man
Right
Cause I’m not trying to just be, sitting on motherfucking two-hundred thou
And acting like i’ma just be a
Nah
A drug dealer all my life
Nah
Son I got bigger and better plans son
No doubt, we gonna move on man
And you know I be fuckin with anybody man
Son, long as the love and the trust is there son
We gonna grow god
You know it tony
We gonna grow like a plant son
Yo you coming at me like that son?
For real son, come on you know me man
You know my style son
You know how my heart feels though god
No doubt
But yo god, for real, this is my last time god
I’m hangin this shit up man if this shit don’t work right here god
Youknowhati’msayin?
Word up, I feel the same way
I feel the same way kid
Yo god, yaknowhati’msayin?
I got shot at man, my moms windows got shot the fuck up man
Yeah
Yo god, my baby’s in here god, see I gotta take time man
And raise my family man
Yeah yeah yeah
Yaknowhati’msayin? sit around man, my grandkids man
But yo son, it’s like this man
We all livin man, we here now man
Word man
Youknowhati’msayin? let’s not think like we gon be stagnating man
Let’s keep movin ahead man, keep our head up man
Take care of our families man
God, word is bond, I’m your eyes that’s in back of you kid
Let’s do it then
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