Lyrics:
, we've been
Talked to you Thinking of you
Drop by any time
Bobby, there's a concert on Tuesday
Hank and Mary get into town tomorrow
How about
lost the onions, no makin' up
No blunts but y'all fake as fuck
It's gym time and I'm shapin' up
I've been foulin', when Blake get up
You gon' waste
to eat crow
You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned?
I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes
From the East Coast
looking up to you
Oh yes I will Bobby
No matter how high
No matter how high I get
I'll still be looking up to you
No matter how high
No matter how
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Dig it
Respect how I'm living kid
Here forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they still playing the hotel door man
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
what, I'ma do my Bobby Brown
My daddy still make boss moves
Taught me how to be an owner from day one don't get chose, I choose
Death before dishonor
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
'm a true survivor
I'll pay to get you wet: scuba diver
You try to ride, you be in the ER but
Ain't call an Uber driver
The tool'll fire and lift him up
When
calming sound that makes MC's feel how I feel
You best to chill bitch and eat a booger
Word up or get cut up by the juga
Razor blade sharp RZA
Word shame
know where I'll be
'Cause if I ever am in doubt I'll just send it back to Harvey
(Hugh you're supposed to go up-line there)
I'll just send it back
I get me the tattoo of your lips on my ass
I'ma be literally pickin' up and deliberately whippin' the Statue of Liberty at you
Woo
Fuck it
Got
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
yet, ya best get baked
I am one valiant son of a bitch
But ya gotta be if you're gonna run with this clique
Hit the lottery if you're gonna run with us
So successful, yet still so eager
No matter what they say, it's on forever
It's our time right now, more than ever
'Til the death, we gon' get it
they lookin up to me? I'm just a young OG!
Lot of suckaz wanna be me
Haters talking greezy they don't got the heart to see me
I'm cooler than a fan in
down
It's no questioning the shit
Most high
I'm the representative
No lie
When I get this risen
I be in a dimension
Y'all never get to live
No drive
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
know you not 'bout to Showout
Cause I'll get my Hitman to Holla at you
(And I'll knock him the fuck out)
(I'll knock him the fuck out)
You know what's up
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
, listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
And if I sit I'll still be twice as
Tall with my head in the sky
Lookin' down at all you birds
Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's
Power behind your
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