Lyrics:
this
We kids n shit
Who notices
Concrete where them roses is
That's where i grew n hung around
Life inside the underground
The underworld I'm
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
a legend?
Let me cut in and say no
Yeah you on tour but got nothing to show
Flash all your money so you can throw it on the floor...
This is my song!
I
on your soldiers, call your recruits (uh huh)
I do you dirty like Raheem did Dirty is "Juice" (Juice)
Allow myself, to introduce myself
This is Tony,
mind
Gotta catch this vibe
Most wonder if heaven is real
Absolutely
Arguments
Over acting choosey
Hard rules
Tell you not to do things
That otherwise
CHORUS ]
You gotta ask yourself how ill is this
Only my thug niggas feelin this
All in the clubs they be killin this
You love the way we rip a track
for mine, nickels, dimes, choppers, .9s, .45s (what)
Went to prison, did my time (yeah), got back out and still I shine (OH)
This year is mine, nigga,
on in ya
If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick
Bag up your plastic
We'll make a family
A boy or a girl
Or both or neither
As long as we're ticking the boxes of the modern life
Apathy by proxy
No we
the blades killing the nation
Lasers are demonic
Toxic texture
Invented by lectures
Manifest
After this genetic
test
And salute the GOD
Before your soul decay
on top of a bunk
Man that shit sucked
But look at me now I’m all in the clubs
Shoutout Atlanta yeah they know what's up
Y’all wanna talk about how this is
door
Product flipped to buy some more
Them demons fake as fuck
And truly darkness takes a different form
These junkies and this money is what really be
what can I say
This is for never telling me how to stay grounded
Surrounded by family
No paparazzi hounding
Falling in debt, percocets, nervous wreck
Now
down and bitter this is for my dog
About to pour me out a little liquor
Could of swam in the tears shedded in the Bay
Try to hold it in
Couldn't help but
a hug, or do you got a sister[01:36.86]But only for one night, don't need to be your mister[01:40.03]Oh, you need Mr. Right? Well, this might be
nickel on my hip when I'm stepping in your presence
Caught em getting out his whip and left his brains by his weapon
Every dog has his day but all dogs go
it's like this, word
In this life every night I'll find the right type in the mix
Like Jack and Coke with limelight
Funny how we do wrong things
but heaven above you
Awkward Cinderella story you lost your heart
I slipped it back in your chest
Closest thing I got to God on this earth is a woman
screaming loyalty but will sell your momma on the ave for some shoes And a couple of views
That shit fraudulent
But what you expect this is the sucks age
Al-Ma'mun translated him from Greek
And began a golden era when
Religion let you think
But reason was rejected by
This guy Al-Ghazali
Which is probably why
Is it really worth it?
[VERSE 1: BFB DA PACKMAN]
Wait one question, do you love your life?
Touch my ice then you won’t leave the club tonight
Lamb
I'm gonna vibe with this baller My night is shining all my dust with the scene If you go with dreams Missing a no -lake text will make your woman scream
on you
They'll stab you in the back with the same knife that the hunters use
Your now amongst the goons
Streets hustlers is a dusty room
This the dope
burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
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