700 lb
Elephant
In da room
Das me
Yeah
Swear to god I'm hard to miss
Walking with my eyes closed
Anywhere outchear onna street
Yeah
Take the journey
Thassa hit
Yea
Making all these records
And the money flowing in
Better recognize
My grind don't lie
And these bullets wont missya
How many bullets would it take to RIP u?
I used to take my mommas car
So I could f*ck a bitch
I alway covered for my sister who was wit da shit
Used to drink up all the whiskey in the cabinet
Way up high so the children won't find it