Lyrics:
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus"
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin' on (gotta keep pressin' on)
Sky is the limit and you know that you can
(Gotta
[Chorus]
Step, step, step, step, step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft, uh-huh.
Step, step, step, step, step off
the realist nigga yeah they know
My name is Lee don’t you know now
Roosevelt pull up to your town now
Cleanest nigga all around now
Flexing on your hoe now
Why
Nigga why you actin' like a ho?
Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go
Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time
When you tell me you
the baddest
Untouchable like all madden, I know you member that shit (Aggggh!)
Cuz it ain't on me, bitch it's in me, don't fuck with the cat shit (Cat shit!)
People like it
Sponsor me
I want Tom Lee
Don't want PXKC
You followed me
I'm waiting here
Christian Dior
Yves Saint Laurent
Balenciaga
Come over here
I
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
know I'm rich (Mayne), yeah I'm from them burbs
I'll up some pape on you dummies, that's my word
I told dat boy Mari play 'round, I'll get you hurt,
sicker than the ocean
Hit Roy for hip, no sis
It's the trickster, who don't know this?
I'm the action of your rifle that jam when you're in a jam
I'm
you was ballin by the budget ima ballin the load
They done let me off a leash now I’m in the skreets
No Peggy Adams ima dog she fuckin with me
Whole
Don't you see? You got it wrong, Lee
Looks like wellington booties to me!
Up, up, down, down, never got it right
All your socks are of different height
Building Trade
Down to the young bucks
So when you see us every summer
Fuckin' with these up and comers
Don't go frontin'
Cause you know we only do it cause
lil' partner)
And so we fell off the spinning tops (I should've spit on it when I finished, ya heard me?)
Don't know, maybe for trial (ATL)
Retarded
What is life like
Gottem feeling good hype
Rep it like the hood type
Keep my Peggy to the right
All I need is me
You know I got her like up -tight
Maybe it'll be this Sunday
Or it could even happen Monday
Don't you know it could all change one day
One day you could be in the worst state
Next day you
the king
Yea I'm comin' for my crown
Word around town
Big hound
Smokin' gas by the pound
I leave these hoes with a frown
Don't make a sound
Right now
You
I do pay for something, you know what I'm on
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
I might fly by you in
nobody holdin' you back now, do it
What? Just do it, what? Just do it
I know you wanna be like me, see what I see
But don't do what I do, try to be
Snupe
You ain't cum yet" and she know I run that
I got a hundred fucking
Thousand views on Cosmic
Kev and it ain't been a month yet
I'm doing it
Nigga
It was many and many a year ago
In a kingdom by the sea
That a maiden lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee
This maiden she lived
like Spike Lee she spite me
Highkey lowkey you dont even know me
Highkey lowkey you dont even know me
Highkey lowkey you dont even know me
Highkey lowkey
I'm just tryna win it
Do you understand it?
Look
Don't really know much
Don't really fold much
Don't really go nuts
Can't even roll up
Been feeling
shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me
Chrome Hearts frames on my face like Spike Lee
Six figures worth of diamonds sittin' on my white tee
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