Lyrics:
phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is
his motherfucking clavicle
So many ways to kill a nigga just by toting a gun
But sense of different on my have a lil fun
Catch your chick on one night
cant watch no television
I gotta watch my moves cause I'm the center of attention
I'm gon play it cool as long as I'm not in your mentions
I'm nun like
What is this, that gangsta, gangsta? Let's get back to business
You gotta kill 'em dead so they don't ask the witness
No questions on the stand, is
they knowin´ when D-Bo was
50 , Tweezy , Obie there won't be no hoe in us , they pop shit like they gon´ do shit but no one does
From New York down
the oldies on, Mob business boy we're looking like some Corleone's You gon have to mind your business wondering what we're on
Let me approach this shit like
stand up
You a comedian there, boy, get your hands up
Don't turn this to a 1-8-7
I have you leanin' on the stairway to Heaven
Spittin' blood, these
brain
End of the day there she is
Laying on my bed
Like she ready to get down to The business
I don't know any other feeling
Without pain am I me
will get sprayed with mace
Rejected & ejected right into space
Trustin in the wrong God your faiths misplaced
There's only One God no lower case
Yahweh
it's yo' thang
Can't deny 'em, look down my wrist go bling
Bling bling, glistening, come and get some cash
First kiss my ring, oh no, well kiss my ass
no one will die for you
Knowing the purpose of your existence that's what will define you
We all busy chasing papers
Life is reading like meter
Do all
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
grillz with no smirks
Seen him frontin' with some skeezers
Actin' like he's a boss with no rank, pussy posin' as a leader
Had a bitch with me from
Vacation mode
Constantly on
I'm feeling no stress
And I am truly impressed
By the places I see
Landscapes, people 'round me
No matter what I look like
I'm
Fuckin' with us is like fuckin' with no condom
That's dumb, better play with your son
Nigga, I ain't the one
Ain't a thang changed, niggas still the same,
back thinkin' you can win
Fuck your friends
Everybody talk that shit, nigga
Oh, yeah I know it
But who gonna show it, and who the ho is?
I bet
fast (yeah)
Fuck, CEOs taking ya shows and firing you at night like Nick, that's a Cannon blast
They'll try to under cut your ass, but out your cast
the bitches
'Cause they all up on you but be gone when it get real
Bitches ain't shit but a brick through your windshield
Shows in the evening, business
Just sit tight, you might wanna put on your seatbelt
This flow show business but OTM nigga forever rep
Niggas ain't got nothing on they mind but hoes
Uncle Sam stay out my business
cmerica I love you
We've got a ways to go
But there is no land above you
Platforms try to drug you
Russia wants to mug
you like Tito
I get pussy like a free throw
I get cheese like a Cheeto
You love that girl, she with me though
By the water, palm trees
I got codeine
drunk and take pills
Fast gun play
Gon' get you blast one day
Fuckin' with Zee
It be today motherfucker
Look like a sitcom for no brain
We bum a loop
what I become
Spill some lies you get bust
You can keep me out you're business
There ain't no us
Said you here to stay and that was sus
I'll forgive but
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