Lyrics:
shiit when I opened up the bottle I don't mind to lead I don't follow, heart stone cold man I'm hollow, the things people do for the dibaz, selling us
that's fasho
I can't stop or waste my time for small convo I gotta go
Yes I'm UkWN to the world but by the end my name they'll know
N O $ be running shit I
a pleasure in a week I can't remember
I think that I was holding up casinos
All the chips, cards, empty glasses
Cherry maraschinos
Couple broken bottles
the people, which, to a canvas were lassoed
Embedded in stone by the people who the craft then had mastered
And the skill generations passed on
Throughout all
You claim that you real
But I didn't know
Im takin yo bitch
When I fly to the coast
These nigga they switch
I abide by the code
These niggas not rich
Ok know I did it again
I'm making these hits, been up in the stu cause I need to get me them M's
And I set it in stone that I'm gonna make I ain't
the feeling all alone)
(I can't fight the feeling all alone)
(It's like my fate was set in stone)
I done came a long way from the Bottom
All I've known was
Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and Chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
Came to take the game my arrival was so immaculate
This is not the bible you can't make a God by accident
I'm heaven sent (Uh)
An angel wearing halo
There's one on every corner
Thanks for all my daily bread
A can of food, bottle of wine, and a 99 cent pack of cigarettes
[Chorus]
He's a solid piece
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
said goodbye
Wish you'd never let me go
Let the love between us die
You can carve it into stone
I'm gonna be your ghost story
That keeping you up
Most of my life has been hit and run
Look for me two times and the second time I'm gone
Throwing stones at your window
Hanging by my toes from
'gnac
A couple cups of that and I just don't know how to act
By the second bottle that's when I just get to buzzin'
I say I run New York and ain't
Man, they don't even seein' them checks
But you can tell by how I spit it, nigga, I be gettin' dough (dough)
Take her all the places that she never
& medication
Another bottle down same night different location
Xannys and doin lines more times than you can count
Only time you turning down is when you pass
to a mill where I can harvest my regrets
Let me skip stones, watch it ripple and reflect
Please hold me tight when I'm working on the steps
Will and desire
getting mesmerized by tha way she seduce her
If I’m being truthful don’t think a condom gone be useful
These hoes turned my dick to stone one of they
mind prolly thinking who is him
But they gone play it cool tryna see which we gone pick
They can tell from tha eyes young nigga lit
This bottle girl
speed
But I just can't do no wrong
Back and forth ain't no discussion
Cartier shades ain't no mclovin
This ain't lovin it's just fuckin
I ain't got no
around the stones
The abstract and the dragon in the Game of Thrones
The 7 kingdoms are connected by the microphones
We got the glow, bro, ain't no time
a bottle of white then
Got straight to business like two corporate white men
The food came, before I could take a bite in
He said "You the type I usually
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