Anthony 1999 - Goodfellas Lyrics

Lyrics Goodfellas - Anthony 1999



I was walking 'round with my own melon
I was walking 'round, pack and they smell it
Brother told me get a pack and go sell it (yea)
I was walking 'round the town, they jealous
I was in the fuckin' sky like propellers
I was with the criminals like Goodfellas
I ain't snitchin, I ain't flinchin', or telling
I was in the bitch pussy and melon
Love the money and I love the vanilla
Why vanilla hanging out with the killers?
Why the trapper try to turn me to dealer?
Why the shooter tryna scroll me like skrilla?
Why the nigga try to play me? I'm realer
Why I love the hood bitch like Glorilla
How she hood, but the bitch come a river
Timbs on soon as I got off the plane
Uber coming ever since I got brain
Perc'y coming ever since I felt pain
I was busy breaking out of some chains
They was busy tryna bust on some brains
I ain't flexing, I build up me a name
I ain't biting, I ain't do it the same
I was in the street like some Helmut Lang
I was standing by myself, lemonade
I was all up in my head getting brain
I was all up in her mouth like some drank
Now these niggas in the house like some paint
Why I get up on they song like I'm Drake?
I ain't sorry to the bitch like I'm Dre
Why she telling lies? used to be stink
How these niggas alive but extinct?
Cause these niggas ain't real like me
I was going at it til it was green
We was telling jokes, laughing in V's
Who knew that it would've been me
Now them niggas all want me deceased (damn)
The spaceship just awaiting my leave
Hoppin' on it, bitch yes I am leaving
I was been fixin' up, them niggas bleeding
I can't make it up, niggas deceiving
They gone make it up, don't even believe em'
The way I'm runner up, thought I was cheetah
I was walking 'round with my own melon
I was walking 'round, pack and they smell it
Brother told me get a pack and go sell it (yea)
I was walking 'round the town, they jealous
I was in the fuckin' sky like propellers
I was with the criminals like Goodfellas
I ain't snitchin, I ain't flinchin', or telling
I was in the bitch pussy and melon
Love the money and I love the vanilla
Why vanilla hanging out with the killers?
Why the trapper try to turn me to dealer?
Why the shooter tryna scroll me like skrilla?



Writer(s): Anthony Mills


Anthony 1999 - 24: Celebration of the Separation
Album 24: Celebration of the Separation
date of release
07-03-2023




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