Lyrics:
have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
and nobody like ya
See you're the type that gets off on getting on other people
That's not good
No homo,
Rather un-human, I should say
I mean giving
and nobody like ya
See you're the type that gets off on getting on other people
That's not good
No homo,
Rather un-human, I should say
I mean giving
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
the streets dough
Sell some real green dope
Sell some real green dope
Make some real mean dough
Make some real mean dough
I don't know bro
I don't know,
do yo' thang
I mean, in them jeans
Yo shape is beautiful
And I'm "For you, by you"
Like FUBU
(B**** you know the name)
Whoo-wee Jesus
JoJo K-Ci
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
I’m a slide by
Me I’m chilling just smoking my indo, In the streets I’m connected like WiFi
Gotta know that it’s levels to this, icing out the Bezel
married the streets I made that bitch my wife
That's my type
That's the type of bitch I like hey
surprised I be taking charge
I got the bull by its horns
By any means you can call me a God
Up in a benzo
Gaam like Lorenzo
She wanna get low
This ain't no
them walls of congress someone's juicin'
How you think the streets get flooded wit guns and knives and crack
Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery
fuck with unc', he's super cool
Nigga tried to sell me a set of tools
I told him, "Unc'
They make the type of tools I use
Tools I got'll make a nigga
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
If it ain't bout a dollar, ain't no need to even speak with me
Run with real street creepers
The type to sneak up in yo hive
Bee right there right
Will beat you in the street and report that you assaulted ‘em (Mm)
That’s what they tried to say when I got kidnapped
By the Feds in 2020, didn’t stop, I
feel in love when it's deep
I'm from the mud, that's the streets
Make a way, made a way
I drove my Lamb' with no license
I'm steady duckin' in
oku na egbu mbe, you mean na o-mu kpodo Jesus na obe!! ekelebe zeru nwa guy, ihe di na aru di ebube!! yeah!!
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
mean
When I say, the streets turn bright red over green
So don’t slow down by any means
Revenge is dish best served with side orders
And a full extendo
mean to sound like a showboat
But it's true my persona's no joke
I stepped into some kinda portal
I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I'm from the most
Tribe on the move
I don't mean to insult you
But I got a soul too
I don't mean to insult you
But I got a soul too
I'm ridin' round with that
It's about them choices
The choice to get it in hussle by any means
Them Choices
To get it out the Mudd don't let em intervene
Them Choices
streets I'm oh so loaded, while focused clutchin' my gun
Pop by your house, me and my chauffeur, let's ride and go see the sun
I dream 'bout spinnin'
the remix, motherfucker, stand up now (yeah)
I'm very large in these streets, niggas small fry
Got a type of check I could knock your whole hood down
Go
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