t-mac - fly stoner motive lyrics
man as a young n-gg- i was stealing out of costco. family turned on me that what really made my heart cold
moms lost her job i moved out when the house sold. moved to tallah-ssee in some months had the blocked the sold
i don’t think you can name a hood i can not go. invested in myself now i sit back and watch the stock grow
n-gg- hating on me what the f-ck you tryna plot fo? my n-gg-s cleaning sh-t what you think they got this mop fo?
i might have to make a giffy run if the block slow. still go crazy wit the sauce stacking nachos
these zoe’s going crazy in my city wit the plato’s. long as the outcome meaning blue cheese honchos
still stunting on my haters they in disbelief. ex hit my line but she know she can’t get sh-t from me
i done fell in love wit the streets it get the best of me. she wanna have s-x wit me cuz i make bread like sesame
f-ck the b-tch good now she wanna my baby it’s crazy these god d-mn percs make my lazy
still trapping shhh you would think it was the 80’s. got it on my own ain’t nan n-gg- made me
still got them pieces sh-t sliden like gravy. you don’t need to dip we got 1’s like mcgrady
i be on the road mama praying for her baby. told her that i love her but the money really saved me
my dawgs riding round wit the sh-lls ain’t talking tacos. 10 bands on me and the clip filled wit hollows
if i need a pack i just hit my n-gg- poncho. i hit him wit a play we taking trips going mato
i be in ya city riding round to the bank closed. runner went inside i told her come out if the gate close
you can call me simon b-tches doing what i say so. always claim this bread but best believe i never claim hoes
yea i got the sauce tm’s jammed on the way home. and i always tap to pay riding round wit 8 phones
n-gg-s always copy hit the party i see 8 clones. plug sent 10 the other day i got 8 gone
ain’t n-body ever gave me sh-t i had to make a way. 12 hours shift i be on the road from 8 to 8
n-gg- imma boss i done found a plug in every state. goat sh-t like ali you f-cking wit a heavy weight
f-ck the b-tch good now she wanna my baby it’s crazy these god d-mn percs make my lazy
still trapping shhh you would think it was the 80’s. got it on my own ain’t nan n-gg- made me
still got them pieces sh-t sliden like gravy. you don’t need to dip we got 1’s like mcgrady
i be on the road mama praying for her baby. told her that i love her but the money really saved me
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