Lyrics:
number one, this year
Had to grind by myself, I had no fear
Had to switch it up, now I'm in 6th gear
I'm going far so you better stay clear
Hop in the wip,
Devastation what a crisis here
Sending shots what a sight to bare
Camouflage with the flyest gear
Your career is just a deer
Stun by lights car lost its steer
the dash
Nigga im in a rush
No baby no please don't trip
Im trying to take you over seas take trips
Trying to get you new gear new drip
New phone new number
Y'all just don't know how much I done overcame a
Lot of shit man (Man Damn)
My Mind Been Locked Up & I Been Permanent Scared
Long Live King Ant
(Gone
the street so I don't end up dead
Your dome piece will never be the same once I shift the gear
Who gon' write the new 'four score and seven years'
Hopefully
the street so I don't end up dead
Your dome piece will never be the same once I shift the gear
Who gon' write the new 'four score and seven years'
Hopefully
as hell man I'm ass backwards
Start smoking with my cuz after
Rolling up like it don't matter
I was wylin in the streets had a 22 close by me
And I'll pop
in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I
man I ain't got shit to prove
It's Me, myself and I
And who I give admission to
Surrounded by my friends and family... and I still feel the only n in
thrive with our fixed gear bicycles
Cycling by like smooth blue icicles
Parting the tides
Feeling alive
Don't realize that we're moving lackadaisical
That
Feel like the Phoenix right now
Max Escobar
Harlem.
AV music.
Let's start with your truth rocking my jewels top of the news still abide by
I’m nice and got stripes, like I’m Waldo, right?
See, it’s a new year
You see the new gear
Someone pass me a glass
So we can do cheers
We in the club
and a lubricant were by his side but
The tin man was inanimate, the lion lied
They did not want to see me go
But I did not want to be another muskateer
Plus the gas
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
of Cupid
Take the beat and loop it, beats by Kil & your man produced it
Use too much, now you can't recoup it, so you had to dupe it
Stepped on with a box
(OK)
I'm so impressed by the way that she dress (she got gear)
She walks like a model, the girl is so fresh (so fresh)
I got a few of them, here's
shallow
In a world gone lean
Sometimes there's things a man cannot know
Gears won't turn and the leaves won't grow
There's no place to run and no gasoline
outchea catching they second wind
Meanwhile my artist homies just decided to begin
While I’s already being blessed with new musical gear
This ain’t me
at the light, and I'ma dust ya Porsche
Cause I'ma dope MC, and I'm down by law
Fremelay her on the way to New York
To you MC's, who jock my style
You better
Chilling with the guys on an m way ride
No one hundred twenty-five but we're cruising by
Not Kano but I know I'm made in the manor
Vibe all night
Yeah, (yeah man) Yeah!
(cight let's do it man, c'mon) One two and ah
Can I kick it? Well ah, yes you can
Can I kick a hole in the speaker and then
good girls in Louis Vuitton gear (yeah)
I like bad bitches, extended long hair (come on)
And she like Raf Simons (like Raf Simons)
My bitch bag like
at
Shots make him run like he just took some MiraLax
Niggas been done, so forgiveness ain't hearing that
I'm on a new mode, switch up the gears with that
the town the beast is loose
The chase is on I feel like the bad guy
Fifth gear 125 like New Jersey drive
Looked in my rear view mirror
Police was getting
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