lord knows (freestyle) lyrics – ace hood

lord knows (freestyle)

sick and tired of being sick and tired
muthaf*ck them other n*gg*s be the state of mind
got them haters on the job like it’s a 9 to 5
getting money, mind ya business and stay out of mine
50 thousands for this rolly homie
i die tonight just bring my jewelry to the ceremony
lord knows i be sh*ttin’ on ‘em
hottest n*gg* since that weather out in arizona
sleeping on me hope you choke and fall into a coma
smell the frangrance know the money be the new aroma
i’m just spazzing out, denims carry large amounts
got them b*tches throwin’ p*ssy what the *sses out
true story, new glory
money stacking taller than a two story
real n*gg*s countin money, never gets boring
last year i made a million of the state touring
f*ck boys, know what you talking bout
i run my own team, aint no room for mascots
look around, peep at the winners circle
we the n*gg*s touching paper like a social worker
plus them pistols keep them sh*lls like a ninja turtle
wear rubber, cus these spanish b*tches so fertile
lord knows i be going hard
rip my n*gg* daniel, remember that garage
long nights, before that rap sh*t
i was thinking moving keys like a locksmith
no sir, the cops
them crackers dirty, i just hope you keep ya name clear
waiting for a n*gg*, trippin’ i just stand still
i aint trippin’ i just stand still
lord knows that i’m stressed out
walking through these roadblocks with my chest out
d*mn, 23 and made a million dollars
f*cking put a quarter million dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a phantom i aint talking opera
they sya my flow sick i should see a f*cking doctor
real n*gg*s in ya presence
chopper raise a n*gg* head like you present
broward county i am that
only n*gg* in my city riding maybach’s
motivation, motivation, my n*gg*s fans are dead
they only location?
and thats word to my daughter
i’m just tryna make it your headquarters
word up

/ ace hood lyrics