Lyrics:
I wanna go to skyland
I'm always geeked up, don't need a hype, man
It ain't nobody doin' this like I can
Stand on my money, I'm touchin' the sky, man
Baby what you doin'
You know I ain't gone ask you
You naggin' now, crabin' now
Givin' me that sass too
I ain't gone take it
I can't go, I will not
what for?
And all I did was make time
But I ain't take enough for myself
Just doin' shit for everybody else
I ain't hardly even by myself
Family
Yeah I got signed
But I ain't got them bricks
And I still step up in the
Club feelin like I'm Mitt
We got Squally in the building
He be there strapped
light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You
more now
It's platinum, now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave
(Fire)
Hop in the Rari, count these bands, I'm switchin' lanes (Skrt)
Pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin' brain (Foreign)
Mobbin' out to Gucci
to get him
Blowin' him off then he blowin' me up
Thinkin' he something, I treat him like nothin'
These niggas know they ain't nothin' to me
Givin' me
Let's go
Ain't no one to blame when you stayin' in your lane
Two-seater, shotgun
Shorty givin' brain
Ain't nobody with me, tryna split the bill
So I
ain't have shit, but she want this (yeah)
All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (yeah)
I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it
nothin' but a number
You know I'm the s, stay away from you plungers
Been here for a minute, ain't givin' up yet
Couple times I restarted, was hittin'
the runners
The money you got ain't nothin' but a number
You know I'm the shit, stay away from you plungers
Been here for a minute, ain't givin' up yet
You know I'm the s, stay away from you plungers
Been here for a minute, ain't givin' up yet
Couple times I restarted, was hittin' reset
Creatin' myself
baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is
baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw
years of greatness
15 years of hatin'
15 years of patience, that's what I had to practice
So I ain't end up back on that county jail mattress
Fuck all
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
givin a fuck
She begging me to jump back in them guts
Beat up the cheeks then I’m back in the mud
It ain’t all what it seems
Sacrificed to see
blue and red, it ain't no red or green
Only a little lean up on the gasoline
Say hello to my little friend with the little beam
Now imagine me not
shooters slide, wet 'em up
My brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names
He in that cell, fuckin'
You get money and brand new problems
I can't front 'cause nigga be ballin'
I got the bando jumpin' like Spalding
Get you hit up, get sliced
take a Navy seal
To get me
When I surface
If not chips to Benz
Is the purpose
On your team
I'll pull the curtain
A beautiful hurtin'
Till my eyes see
fill up the meter
Gettin it crackin' like I'm Derek Jeter
Can't trust that bitch yeah I heard she a skeezer
This lil na na I call her a eater
Givin 'em
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