Long Live Pabb Songtext

No, I ain't got shit goin' on (Uh-uh)
I'm just, I'm just in New York, I need a fat (Yo, this gotta be Lemy)
Uh-uh-uh
Rollin' doja and shit like that
(Cxb, know he go crazy)

Only if you speak my lingo you will understand me (Uh-uh)
I wanna hit a lick like bingo, least that's how I planned it (Uh-uh)
Life a gamble, no casino, Pablo left me damaged (Yeah)
Goin' down if a nigga damage

Too many Perkies in my body, on another planet (Oh, uh)
They wanna murk the only artist come from out Savannah (Uh)
I think that I might throw the towel in on my bandana (Clatt)
I think somebody out Crenshaw ran down and hit my man up
How I'm gon' give my life to Allah? This a dirty Fanta
I wish I bulletproofed that Tahoe, jump out with that hammer
That hurt my heart, I watched my partner die right by a gas pump
Look to the sky, a shootin' star, bet that I'm the last one

One thing for sure. I'd ride or die, I know that all my niggas is
The only reason that I screamed out, "No," I seen my nigga dead
They laughed at me and made a joke, but never seen a nigga bled
I gotta roll me up some dope 'cause I can't get this out my head
That's all I see when I get sleep, so I don't barely go to bed
I damn near think my bladder pink 'cause I keep sippin' on this drink
Damn, Saviay'a, how you leave me out like this? I take the blame
Went to the county, I make sure I send you hundreds everyday
I swear to God, I hate the fame, I just wish that I could change
I'm goin' hard, lock in the pain, I think it's time to quit the game
It's like I'm walkin' through the rain, I told Lil Dee to keep your chain
Whole hundred shots get filled with flame, I hear they speakin' on your name

Only if you speak my lingo you will understand me (Uh-uh)
I wanna hit a lick like bingo, least that's how I planned it (Uh-uh)
Life a gamble, no casino, Pablo left me damaged (Yeah)
Goin' down if a nigga damage

Too many Perkies in my body, on another planet (Oh, uh)
They wanna murk the only artist come from out Savannah (Uh)
I think that I might throw the towel in on my bandana (Clatt)
I think somebody out Crenshaw ran down and hit my man up
How I'm gon' give my life to Allah? This a dirty Fanta
I wish I bulletproofed that Tahoe, jump out with that hammer
That hurt my heart, I watched my partner die right by a gas pump
Look to the sky, a shootin' star, bet that I'm the last one
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