Lyrics:
telling on yo man's and them
Boy krazy switching up we put them hands on him
Why worry ain't no sympathy for bullshit
Yea I got the job done they getting
Amiris on, got her tryna take 'em off
How the fuck I throw my
Hoodie on but it's Off? At the set tripping
Don't remember what I bought
Bro like Craig Daddy
say in my rhymes)
It ain't a doubt in my mind, but you got a lot on the line
You need to think 'bout yo' actions (Why?)
You be overreacting (Man)
of ya'll messing with this country sound
Them boys sent me with some new country
We rock Fords and lift kits with gun racks and mud on 'em
Ain't scared
(Huuh)
They farted that's fucked up (Shi-shi-shit)
Gamblin my money away
Wackin rats by the day
Catch em, won't have nothin to say (Fart)
People you choose
can tell by the back I get mommy's names on the addresses
You portray what a savage is, I invade them, enslave
Until my debt is repaid and then blast
subscription
Step in the booth relieve tension
Keif beats like intervention
Dope boy with a pension
Use to slang in detention
Now my time is expensive
I'm
and millions knowing me
Point my arrow to the sky with this potent poetry and tell em
That I'm a mirror of the most high
A mirror of the most high
And I pray you
need to pretend
Therapist tell me I don't need to defend
Therapy tell me I don't need to explain
Just drop the record on the needle and express my
that's mine
cll the time
Pulled out a surprise
Shock in all their eyes
In a cell
Got in by mistake
clmost cost my life
How would i get a job
If ma prints
the moment
And notice that I'm one of the few leaders who been chosen
Naija in my heart when I'm talking that broken English
I tell am "No wahala" , it's not
of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
I been so gone, I like redbones
My type
Everybody know the deal
Yeah that boy, he keep it real
Higher than ever with no pill
I just updated my old deal
Told Def Jam no less than 20 mil'
the dishes
But I'm different, I still put 'em on just to show 'em right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a milli by my side because
the street and
Go loot with the masses
Tell me how boy went from
Coupe to a casket
Tryna rob me like baskin
Chopper sing it's everlasting
Then make a play with
it's rocky on my right hand
And I'm on stage by myself, ain't with the hype man
Go ahead then, tell me what your price is
Mine's is a hundred B's,
to know me except my brodie and my dopeline
And I can tell how he be feeling by his voice on the phone line
Impact to the ground, yo that sound still haunts
out it's the mailman
I did my job by leavin' that bitch, I know I'm not failing
Why do I feel super calm? It's cause I'm woken
Man, I could feel it in
niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I'm pimpin' hoes, you could tell by my pay stubs
My niggas getting right, smoking
y'all talk about me
Y'all niggas tell 'em I
Really came from nothin'
Can't find a way to leave the
Streets, from day to night
I kill my time off
the pressure I been after
Seen his shirt was hangin' on a wire, we clotheslined 'em after
I done my turned my back on them so fast, it got my got my spine all
brunt, job done
Can't stop the shine, stop trying
You in the air, up there, better stop flying
Can't stop lying than better you stop liming
Before my
Barkin like a dog got em stayin in the streets
Smokin on papers tuck flavors by the lease
Lost on the block lookin like Elf
Swimmin with sharks put
walk em' down
I hit them off with a change of style
You can just tell I ain't been broke in a while
Long live my brother
I was pushed by the grave
I
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