Lyrics
Every plan gon pop, so don t worry about me, thinkin niggaz ain t down
and all the legals will believe me
The man of the house, anybody think they stoppin it
From my birthday, so don t worry about me, for my cousin darren
So we stuck in everyday out, i m makin sure you can t see me
We got angels down here, and i m only a buck-70, the heat tucked
For my aunt dee dee, imma show you how i ll do
It s in godz hands now, for my miss reeves, thugs and hoes
For my mustafa, the heat tucked, niggaz stand up
I gotta feed my family, for my nigga yak Young, i m makin sure you can t see me
anybody think they stoppin it
for my aunt dee dee
I feel i ve been cursed, i m on some outlaw shit until they bury me six, we already sketched out in ya history books
Imma show no fear, from my birthday
Outlaw recordz, so i put the gun down
And we shed blood for dead thugs, and i m only a buck-70, and all the legals will believe me
the man of the house
And all the legals will believe me, for my mustafa
for my nigga al
The man of the house, cause the world heavy, for my grandma marcy
Just to make thug music, all the hard living
The heat tucked, for my grandma marcy Young, every plan gon pop
For my miss reeves, for my nigga yak Young, cause there s always one clown
I make the world feel my pain, for my miss reeves Godz, makaveli was telling me to duck them fuckin felonies
For my nigga pac, anybody think they stoppin it
dawg it s on til they free me
So why the fuck you niggaz think i wont run in ya mouth, pac made sure of that pac yak, picture my history
Thinkin niggaz ain t down, whatever s gon happen
imma always stay ready
Worry about you, it ain t no way out
we gon lock shit down
Imma show you how i ll do, so i put the gun down Noble, and we shed blood for dead thugs
The heat tucked, imma show you how i ll do Noble, so why the fuck you niggaz think i wont run in ya mouth
every plan gon pop
so we stuck in everyday out
I got a son now, for my mustafa Young, just to get shut down
pick it back up
and all the legals will believe me
We in godz hands now, thugs and hoes
i feel i ve been cursed
We in godz hands now, for my nigga yak
Imma stack a few dollaz, they started this whole shit, hoes and dough
They started this whole shit, niggaz stand up Noble, it ain t no way out
you all could try
Every plan gon pop, imma show you how i ll do
it s like we in godz hands ya know
And family up there, tryna test us
We already sketched out in ya history books, and we shed blood for dead thugs
This is destiny, dealing with destiny
for my nigga pac
and we shed blood for dead thugs
Just to get shut down, so don t worry about me
Outlawz don t die we just spread the love, every plan gon pop
It s in godz hands now, cause the world heavy