Various Artists - One Man Gang lyrics

The way you played me was a travesty And I was really bout to claim you as my majesty It's sad to cee that you served me on some Serena sh** But you left me with love just to advantage me Abandoned me, good looking out on the a** And the good time but all the tangible reminders of you, are in the trash I gave my all to you, with trust in your word that you can follow through But you stop short on some bullsh** with a hollow mood Good luck with that f** boy, who don't be calling you Or providing, with me I was riding But you decided to run away, the feeling don't taste fine Contemplating and reciting me some Ghostface lines Like: I came to you as a blessing You didn't do the knowledge on what the God was manifesting But life is still good, I cee protection from the lesson Was gonna make you my wisdom and earth, but you was stressing Didn't handle my love the right way like fine china Made it seem like the experience was just some fine vagina You was gonna be my wife But you f**ed up your whole life Please I didn't cee through all the signs How you came to me with a shine at a very vulnerable time Just got out of a heartbreak, I fell from a climb You picked me up but dropped me twice right back on my spine Yeah that's right you dropped me twice, so in total it's three times When I was your friend and twice as your man, did you find that peace of mind yet? That you so desperately need I gave you abundance and love, showed comfort to your seed But you shot me in the head and left me out to bleed Turned your appreciation to pure lust deception and greed Lawd! But it's okay I still got the gusto, touch slow Uh oh, Jimmy's back on the tough flow Only smoke a Dutch with silver haze in it Talk to the sun watch me bathe in it Most selosos are brave critics, like they saint sinners They smoke weed that taste like paint thinner You wanna eat but that ain't dinner You play the street with an inner G of a feint splinter Ain't hurting, the lanes certain Might sell an OZ behind a lame curtain They think you scary, I cee you just scary Me and Maxx are not the same person Like Moe like Larry Sun King Curley Make your girl blush early Smoke substance make the mind blah blah blah, alright Got a subtext that is nice and neat I don't rap b**h I bite the beat, ignite the heat A sight to cee, 39 blew life in me Grew twice the G, feel like Phil Jackson and Kobe Bryant how I might repeat Don't kiss no woman with a cigarette breath But I might hit it Small chance like betting on a nice midget…forget it Eat pasta with the sliced spinach, eat Ahi Tuna with wasabi Man that is highway robbery right? So who do you inspire to be? I'll wait a tick as the God pa**es fire to me Nasty rhymes might require a sweep Call me 4-0 Lakers in 02; watch me try a 3 peat I got former dope dealers in line for my sh** I'm a registered motherf**er, no denying the sh** Like actually the definition XXXIX, same physical but separate vision Cut deeper on the next incision Spit bars make a sentence long like Specter vexed in prison Sound barriers create profound Pride carriers get ate, 1 round, demonstrate So hilarious how cats sound now, it's like everybody share a booth 3 add 8 and 1. Boom! Lock it down Cover the eyes of the father Tell Maxx in the case that we get sued I'll change my name to Gianni Carter Nice nickname. I don't rock ice on the, big chains Jimmy Carter Gold you can get changed Y'all be all on social media politicking I'm telling your woman please take all this dick in, who you kidding ? Now tell a friend to tell a friend Shomari want Paula Patton I double my bread, I want Jojo and the Bella Twins Gigi from tough enough, not tryna bluff and stuff Hit me on my jack and I'll show you about a supper lunch A lot of eating, mad sweets and deserts Creamed goods and strawberries, and possibly a can of squirt I give the panic to jerks, they self esteem ain't up to par with the Tiger, and I cee when it lurks Ditched a Christian title, the charisma is keeps Put a hand over my eyes to look out for my peeps And The 3 God ain't the only one destroying these beats And El Rey ain't the only one soiling these sheets I got freaks on freaks for weeks but I don't have hoes I got 10s with parents that got mad dough I pick and choose who I smash like super smash bros Link with a fox usually, I don't brag bro My gold chain ain't more than 30 bucks Finally got my real slug this fake one s**ed But who gives a f**? I'm still jiggy like Jadens dad They broke legs and ate the crab, unshaven and sad We don't play that sh**, the triz hall of fame Had fake players fall to shame and never called they name Technically I'm still a rookie on the low but on the high I play a whole other f**ing game, lame Peace