Judgement Day
Bags under my eyes
She woke up wearing no disguise
Last night, saw the Light
But now I'm on the other side
Tried to do what's right
Yet Somehow I just find
Temptations caught in my mind
Illusions filling them lies
If it don't scare me I don't wanna do it
If it ain't eggy and half crazy I'm not interested in it
The pressure rising and I like it
The rest of em gone ride sidekick (what)
The rest of em gone ride sidekick (look)
Bro hit the, Bro hit the slant I slide right to the paint
Three second chance that's all it takes
Blew off my plans cause for you I can't wait
And mans looking cashed no he can't relate
I-I got the game
Y'all in the stands while I'm busy callin plays
I ain't much a fan since I seen 'em two-faced
I'm all gassed up so I gave a lil taste
I'm off that shit, out my mind
"Ayo Mas?"
How we do it every time
Motherfuckers chillin in a city that's mine
Ay
I don't need to fake this smile
Tryna jack my style
They don't know the kid but they know my profile
She ask me if I drink, I said once in a while
She don't know me but she know I'm worth while
Did a dance like I caught it in the end zone
And you can stay long as you jus let your friends know
I was whippin that foreign like Enzo
And we bouta be off that
"I'm bouta take a rip right now and throw up everywhere... Cheers boys"
"Willy"
I been making movies way before the kid could rap
And I put forty down on my city, made some cash(made some cash)
She throwin in back, and I'm back
Damn I'm always caught up in some shit
I was ballin up at the Ritz
I been writing my own script
I been working on some hits
She been shirtless walking thru the crib
Soon we strutting round with em big fellas all suited up just how it is
I'm at Stuart Street
Noticed that your circle shrinking, shit ain't how it used to be
(Oof)
Got a few of these
And it's funny that they talking on my name, that's shit be news to me
I pop out
I don't even need you in this life, you's a cop out
I can't ever op-out
Imma run the clock down
Fuck unanimous boy I'm going for the knockout
Boy I'm going for the
She woke up wearing no disguise
Last night, saw the Light
But now I'm on the other side
Tried to do what's right
Yet Somehow I just find
Temptations caught in my mind
Illusions filling them lies
If it don't scare me I don't wanna do it
If it ain't eggy and half crazy I'm not interested in it
The pressure rising and I like it
The rest of em gone ride sidekick (what)
The rest of em gone ride sidekick (look)
Bro hit the, Bro hit the slant I slide right to the paint
Three second chance that's all it takes
Blew off my plans cause for you I can't wait
And mans looking cashed no he can't relate
I-I got the game
Y'all in the stands while I'm busy callin plays
I ain't much a fan since I seen 'em two-faced
I'm all gassed up so I gave a lil taste
I'm off that shit, out my mind
"Ayo Mas?"
How we do it every time
Motherfuckers chillin in a city that's mine
Ay
I don't need to fake this smile
Tryna jack my style
They don't know the kid but they know my profile
She ask me if I drink, I said once in a while
She don't know me but she know I'm worth while
Did a dance like I caught it in the end zone
And you can stay long as you jus let your friends know
I was whippin that foreign like Enzo
And we bouta be off that
"I'm bouta take a rip right now and throw up everywhere... Cheers boys"
"Willy"
I been making movies way before the kid could rap
And I put forty down on my city, made some cash(made some cash)
She throwin in back, and I'm back
Damn I'm always caught up in some shit
I was ballin up at the Ritz
I been writing my own script
I been working on some hits
She been shirtless walking thru the crib
Soon we strutting round with em big fellas all suited up just how it is
I'm at Stuart Street
Noticed that your circle shrinking, shit ain't how it used to be
(Oof)
Got a few of these
And it's funny that they talking on my name, that's shit be news to me
I pop out
I don't even need you in this life, you's a cop out
I can't ever op-out
Imma run the clock down
Fuck unanimous boy I'm going for the knockout
Boy I'm going for the
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