Lyrics:
to get rid of the weight
Another drop up in the bucket
10 pounds on the ground
And i seen it’s attached to a face
They call me king Richard
Yeah
Trice
Statik Selektah
O back around the corner
Got the crack, put in your orders
We 'bout to run up out the stores
It's notorious,
Like redneck or "got the blues"
That's where you apply colors to
Something else, you know, to come up with
What it is you're trying to say
So, there are
I'm not alone, I have a team
We fight for a world where we belong
We won't stop until we win
We are heroes, we believe in our dreams ooh-yeah
I'm
We heard Richard Nixon say, welcome to the USA
The common sense I sometimes lack
Has opened up a seismic crack
We've fallen in and I can't pull
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
the notebooks where I keep my secrets
It's been eight months now
I still think a lot about everything we said to each other (Richard died)
How quickly four hours
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
to take a different route
my Richard mille days
On the way no doubts
Tell em get up out the way
Or my bro’s up in your house
Fuck these hoes Get
Every time I’m wake up (Okay)
Promise that I gotta get it (I get it)
When I get the cake up (Okay)
Promise that I cop a Richard (A Richard)
Neck all
Richard Mill' gave my wrist frostbite
Stay in the traphouse, trappin' in all white (all white)
Dubai Ferarri, we ain't choppin' at the red light
goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up
goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up
goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up
to be OUR HOME
With housing dropped by 1-0-6
Ain't that a loada blow
We don't know where we belong
Are we in or ARE WE OUT
We've all had a fucking noth
talkin' a perfect place where we all get along
That's why I know
That this ain't the place
(Where I belong)
I'm tryna keep my head up to the sky
'cause I'm
a lifestyle, oh really
Fly you anywhere I wanna go for real for real
Take me slow gbèmi fo
She never cheat I make her glow
Street know me, I know where I belong
story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (yeah, yeah)
FBG, YSL, what's hannenin'? (What's hannenin'?)
Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what's
right back where we belong
And all of the nights you gave me advice
They've all been replaced by the usual fights
And now I don't know what to do
a world where black lives Still
Don't matter, I'm way past thirty-nine
But I digress and rewind as I position my birth against and alongside several
We got shooters that's gon' pull up and X your block (blaow)
Woof, woof, woof, woof (yeah)
Makin' money like a nigga don't need the drop
One eye
goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up
trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin', trippin')
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mm-hmm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip, I
the clear winds blow.
Time goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive. Today.
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagels cry
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