(Turn me up, Dissan)
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(D-Roc)
Eagle's beak to the street, flowers bought to put on a grave
I'm wishin' when it's time that my grandbaby do the same
Look in your eyes, mama, you full of pain
I'm so sorry that I never changed
Baby mama, I'm trippin'
Oh, so now can you forgive me?
Smokin' my lungs when I'm wishin'
I need the book that's been written
I'm on a quest, they left a money trail, oh
And I ain't go to Heaven 'cause I live in Hell, oh
Peter Pan dope, tan dope, man, no luck, though, it ain't blowin'
'Cause he ain't have an Ace, he had a Jack
Looking at you gon' get your shit bust, you booked, bro, try the jet
That's a new double-R truck and that's a stolo four-door Jag
I didn't wanna live 'round town
Different groups with different kind of colors on 'em
And they all got guns on 'em
I've been wavin', but nobody slowed down
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Life like Soprano, trunk filled with ammo
Feel I get more lost the more rich I get
Long as you gone, I start to care no more
Read the encyclopedia, my flaws on Wikipedia
Broken souls, ain't nothin' but creatures here
If I blow the strap, I'm leavin' you (look here)
Ball for the media, no, cheer for the sunlight
Woke up in snowstorm on a slow night
Christ gon' return, right?
Money tall like the Eiffel Tower
Nigga, that's I
I take A and place over you and the D come when you die
Uh, leave you with a liquor disease
The blick that they bought tension, and we brought some sticks for to squeeze
He get stuffed in some leaves, tell a truck to stay out my way
Ain't been friendly with nobody 'cause I know it ain't safe
I didn't wanna live 'round town
Different groups with different kind of colors on 'em
And they all got guns on 'em
I've been wavin', but nobody slowed down