Issue No 123 On Me Lyrics

I came in this bitch with a pair of us
Learn young: no bitch ain't worth it.
learn young: most names just heard me.
Yo, man, all those clothes from Curvis.
'cause the foot boys day I'm lurking.
Ain't no reek in this bag, not worth it.
One call, I'm a young G smirking.
What can I say? True Barry had to serve them.
I had hoes, but I know what that meant.
I had J before a nigger had kids.
I kneel everything befo' a nigger had kids.
I got balls and they real with the shiz.
I got a mom and she got 5 kids.
My pop leave early, I ain't seen that nigger since.
Don't blame a bitch, man, they art worth'a'shit.
You only make it out when you really go in.

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I never run solo. I don't fuck with no one,
I be on my own shit. And I be hear them motherfuckers talk
But niggers don't talk about shit
And I been thinking about me. How the fuck would they know me?
Know me? Man, shit knows where it's gon'be.
You better not put that shit on me.

I keep a shooter by my side, that's real.
Because of kill, all get killed.
Won't pay holes, won't stay holes.
No time for that, Sherman, you trip.
That nigger, Scope, just got a four figure.
Real hot, like he got four favors.
These niggers ain't hot, they gay,
I'm 'bout to take over with this, eat them,
I had a phone, bitch, and now it's 15.
Yo, Lane Master got me 6 rings.
Tell these hoes reek on their right breast.
Me into killing just 'cause they got dressed.
I know some real niggers right behind the wall.
'cause your foot, nigger, had to tell it all.
When I ride, I ride by myself,
'cause when I'm young, bitches want just myself.

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