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Marley Got some shit up on his mind Kno I'm Talm bout I said I love my music And my music love me When I rap to the music The music create a beat Oh no there he goes With that country Melody An old souls smooth flow Sippin on OE I was faded in that Honda Relaxing on hot seats I was stayin in my Honda And servin in hot heat I was playing with some numbas Some niggas they got me And how I made it out Da Honda I wonder dont ask me In that yoda baking soda Im serving dope Fein What that Oder this bitch potent Im smoking that raw green Imma Soulja heart colder Im raised on sixteen So bipolar Iont know ya Ill murder ya whole team On a mission we bout business We jiggin we on beans Syrup drippin this bitch hittin Im sippin on codeine Aint no gimmick bricks be kickin Im whippin Da whole clean Double digits got me flippin Im living that whole dream I said Im living that whole dream I said Im living that whole dream And this shit gets crazy Kno Im Talm bout Its funny how niggas start to change See what I say And I cant let this shit phase me Though it couldve been amazing Opportunities that we had We couldve made it But naw this Niggas crazy And They wanna betray me On the phone with one of my Niggaz He seem shady But naw this shit get crazy So Im blazing and I sit back Thanking about them days me and my youngin in those projects Serving all that green Eating shrimps And drinking cognac Mix it up with lean And pop some beans Yeah we was on that Cant top that Mobbin through the streets With a rocket And you know your nigga Love you if he gives it Out his pocket He did it from the heart He aint do it for no profit When you try to return the favor He told yo lil ass to stop it Nigga thats yo mane And you gotta learn To respect that game And its a shame When ya nigga start Switching up before fame Itll tear you apart Tryinna hold in that pain The sickest part Is Most of ya nigga ah change Give it up to the world I pray to god That these niggas feel my energy My Brudda told me To take my pain and change The Melodies And now I spit it Dey hear it with So much clarity Bumpin Makaveli I pray to god for my enemies
Writer(s): Armoni Royal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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