Everything that glitters ain't gold I you daddy
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, good 'dro Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress 'em look twice, life ain't picture perfect
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, good 'dro Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I nice Make 'em look twice, life picture perfect
Yeah, I'm blowin' on some good lime, down two eighty-five Wouldn't believe half of the shit that's through a nigga mind Seven complimented with leather and wood Chickens on my dick, 'cause a nigga fresh and smellin
Jack boys plottin' for my stacks on put the tech to my chest for the ice on my neck Oh yeah, it's easy to attain it all, harder to it all If you want a perfect picture God can paint it dawg
Niggaz in these videos with projects even get credit cards and they momma stay in projects How is that? Scracth my head, somethin' don't right Your teeth full of ice so you smile I seen lights
Seems like I'm hatin', I'm statin' the facts I ain't fin' ta in your face and put a blade in your back Now, now try not to get up on the way shit looks 'Cause ain't picture perfect nigga listen to the hook
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, good 'dro Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life picture perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress Make 'em look twice, life ain't perfect
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, blowin' good Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I nice Make 'em twice, life ain't picture perfect
Yeah, I'm off in City, trickin' off on ass and titties Bitches blowin' me kisses, me wanna hit it I must admit it got a good chick and she been me down But I ain't around, there's too much shit goin' 'round
the rims on my pickup, scared to get my dick sucked Nigga run into the even from a hiccup up the pieces to the fuckin' puzzle I'm affiliated with niggaz who murder rob and
Plus you think I'm 'cause I'm poppin' Crist' and spendin' G's I'm just tryin' to drink the pain that killed my nigga Steve Nigga please, I ain't shit, cookies and Feelin' like Marvin, it make me holla and scream
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, good 'dro Yeah, I got hoes but life ain't picture perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress Make 'em look twice, life ain't perfect
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, blowin' 'dro Yeah, I got plenty but life ain't picture perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress Make 'em look twice, ain't picture perfect
Now half the shit you doin' been done And that's why my niggaz dead, locked up or on the run That dope money sufficient, it don't last always Niggaz trap all night, in hallways
All day long, niggaz front stars On them big ass rims, that cost more than they Spent hundred on the outfit, a hundred on some Nikes But his baby needs diapers and Pedialite
And you probably got a cousin, or a friend And song sound like him from beginnin' to end Then it might be me and I'm tired of the nonsense Can't at night 'cause I got a guilty conscience
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, good 'dro Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress Make 'em look twice, life ain't perfect
I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, blowin' good Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't picture Yeah, you see the ice and I dress Make 'em look twice, ain't picture perfect
Can't you see? Can't you see? Can't you Can't you Can't you see? you see? Can't you see? Hey