One for the money
Yessir
Two for the show
A couple of years ago
Hard headed and headed home
Young homie had got a feelin
A feelin so uncontrolled
The feelin like he'd been gifted
The feelin like he was on
But really ''twas just a vision
He really wadn't in his zone
His Toyota always fussin
The jawns would leave him alone
His scars is from his society using him like a pawn
His thoughts is filled with anxiety
So he gave us some songs
Aye y'all
Move along
Time don't stop for no man
But you kno ma'am
We prone to be wrong
Make ya peace with pickin poisons
Picture yours is piecin poems
Put it down
And then rejoice
And then research sumn different homes
He who has made no mistakes
Let him cast the only stone
Let us laugh
As it blast
Inhale in the pistol smoke
Sucks for them
They pitiful
Its unfair for the simple folk
Coulda got it since he got this started
This when we'll get on
Right Now
He dreamed it
Cleaned it
Schemed it
And plotted
His things is
Ingenious
He thinks in
Exotics
Just breathe in
The green and
Keep it
A thousand
No problems
Nobody
Ever
Could solve him
No flexin
No flossin
It's iight
Its awesome
It's too tight to walk it
Cannot be copied
Attempting is deadly
Achieving is costly
Bendin them corners
Keepin em off me
Swervin in spite of the curb
Burpin up Vicodin out em
Miles ahead of his herd
Heard he might be the new prophet
Prolly no truth to the rumor
Soon we'll b climbing in rockets
Timing not often my suitor
I wave from piles of garbage
Plastic cups cover the garden
How did the movie go
Fell asleep to that shit
So I don't really know
Stone cold no pot to piss in
I wind piss on every flow
This luxury urination
The way I be pissin gold
Right now
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One for the money
Yessir
Two for the show
A couple of years ago
Hard headed and headed home
Young homie had got a feelin
A feelin so uncontrolled
The feelin like he'd been gifted
The feelin like he was on
But really ''twas just a vision
He really wadn't in his zone
His Toyota always fussin
The jawns would leave him alone
His scars is from his society using him like a pawn
His thoughts is filled with anxiety
So he gave us some songs
Aye y'all
Move along
Time don't stop for no man
But you kno ma'am
We prone to be wrong
Make ya peace with pickin poisons
Picture yours is piecin poems
Put it down
And then rejoice
And then research sumn different homes
He who has made no mistakes
Let him cast the only stone
Let us laugh
As it blast
Inhale in the pistol smoke
Sucks for them
They pitiful
Its unfair for the simple folk
Coulda got it since he got this started
This when we'll get on
Right Now
He dreamed it
Cleaned it
Schemed it
And plotted
His things is
Ingenious
He thinks in
Exotics
Just breathe in
The green and
Keep it
A thousand
No problems
Nobody
Ever
Could solve him
No flexin
No flossin
It's iight
Its awesome
It's too tight to walk it
Cannot be copied
Attempting is deadly
Achieving is costly
Bendin them corners
Keepin em off me
Swervin in spite of the curb
Burpin up Vicodin out em
Miles ahead of his herd
Heard he might be the new prophet
Prolly no truth to the rumor
Soon we'll b climbing in rockets
Timing not often my suitor
I wave from piles of garbage
Plastic cups cover the garden
How did the movie go
Fell asleep to that shit
So I don't really know
Stone cold no pot to piss in
I wind piss on every flow
This luxury urination
The way I be pissin gold
Right now
Yessir
Two for the show
A couple of years ago
Hard headed and headed home
Young homie had got a feelin
A feelin so uncontrolled
The feelin like he'd been gifted
The feelin like he was on
But really ''twas just a vision
He really wadn't in his zone
His Toyota always fussin
The jawns would leave him alone
His scars is from his society using him like a pawn
His thoughts is filled with anxiety
So he gave us some songs
Aye y'all
Move along
Time don't stop for no man
But you kno ma'am
We prone to be wrong
Make ya peace with pickin poisons
Picture yours is piecin poems
Put it down
And then rejoice
And then research sumn different homes
He who has made no mistakes
Let him cast the only stone
Let us laugh
As it blast
Inhale in the pistol smoke
Sucks for them
They pitiful
Its unfair for the simple folk
Coulda got it since he got this started
This when we'll get on
Right Now
He dreamed it
Cleaned it
Schemed it
And plotted
His things is
Ingenious
He thinks in
Exotics
Just breathe in
The green and
Keep it
A thousand
No problems
Nobody
Ever
Could solve him
No flexin
No flossin
It's iight
Its awesome
It's too tight to walk it
Cannot be copied
Attempting is deadly
Achieving is costly
Bendin them corners
Keepin em off me
Swervin in spite of the curb
Burpin up Vicodin out em
Miles ahead of his herd
Heard he might be the new prophet
Prolly no truth to the rumor
Soon we'll b climbing in rockets
Timing not often my suitor
I wave from piles of garbage
Plastic cups cover the garden
How did the movie go
Fell asleep to that shit
So I don't really know
Stone cold no pot to piss in
I wind piss on every flow
This luxury urination
The way I be pissin gold
Right now
Writer: Quentin Tatum
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid