Lyrics:
Rollin' with smoke on my jones
Pigs want all the camera on me, not the one from Dipset (one)
I still can't mix pleasure with business, sorry princess
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
what's out there.
I don't know how it's done.
Just take me to your leader, son.
I see you've got the joy.
I've seen you live it, boy.
It's real, it's free,
down to go again
Tryna take a cut but I'm not goin down that road again
I'm a crazy boy, dreams of takin Sunday naps in La-z-boys
Audemars to tell me
snoop d-o double-g
(See you niggas on)
Cause my life's worth more than
The money that ya' live and die for
And where I'm from my nigga you get shot
For
not your typical crook
Im being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush
[Chorus - Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them boys
a friend of me, uh
Never switch for a fed or a hoe
Please get away from me, uh
Lil boy better watch his tone
Like ouu, cameras on me when I walk in the room
boy
so keep your mind on your business
the streets don't love you naw
so keep your game legit
she say she love you for life
you gettin cash by the K
she
Ignore this Western trip, little thing, there's so many other ideas.
I live in the songlines of boys from all over the world
Something said's been said
pocket, a knot I can't fold
Make sure my Gelato was robed
Uh, I am on a whole another level than you
Uh, my grandma used to say "boy, you got the devil
to god that I don't choke
They see it in me boy I know they woke
The bond we had now that shit is broke
That shit you live by like a joke
Keep ya head up
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,
feel sad
All this drive-by love got me
Crazy like a drug
I wear my red lipstick, got my make-up on
I'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, gone
I wear my
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
I'ma
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
an immigrant
And then they wonder why we extra militant & vigilant
It’s hard to live ya best life when the danger easily imminent
So if you know wassup, turn up
I just wonder when it's my turn
Since 2012 in the dorm room I been working
I just wonder when it's my turn
I just need that one shot
I just wonder
I
a bad man
When you see me
Through the camera
Baby stay with me
Wanna see you
Off camera
Ion have regrets
Baby all I got is time
Wonder if you
Think of me
felt slightly connected to him
And said now boy, now you own me
Arrows land, we're falling
Arrows were falling
Arrows land, we're falling
Arrows
Whachu goin' back?
Back up under the attack
Wanna see the path
Blocked off from it by the ad
They can't touch it, boy
They can't touch it, boy
They
here to Michael Jones it
Mama say you live next door to the devil
You live in the moment
I-i-i be kickin shit just like Rodman did to camera man
I
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
Dear America
Here's my letter to you
America home of the red, white and blue
Black lives have always mattered Im just telling the truth
I just wonder
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