Lyrics:
Yeah I feel like a monster
But I don't cave in
Now these demons are talking
I don't let em in
Cause I'm straight out the projects
Cause that's how we
And chains due to my roots, no doubt in the ring
On the road to riches and diamond speech
I might turn a bag of white sand into mountain peaks
Yo, I don't
Thank you Brooklyn, thank you world
Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
It feel good to be back
What's up ochenta?
and winning Oscars
Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe Jennings
If you can believe, you can achieve every damn bug
'Round us a good day, yeah
Seventeen years
Posted by my lonely, fuck from around me
These niggas don't know me, these niggas be bogus
You better swim or you drown up in that water
I had
enough
Turn shit up when I'm around, I get my homies then I'm out
Ambitions of a ridah
Let's get ready for this fire
Better watch it, hit the moshpit
Shit
nigga Manzo
We was travelin' with Van Do's
Young nigga got a project
Been walking around with them bankrolls
In the Hockey Game with my Pops
Sittin' flow
[Chorus 2x]
You punks better back up
I dont need no back up
You get high drunk then you cowards wanna act up
[Project Pat]
I tote a 9 with a choppa
a glock
and go all out, get down for your crown, don't fuck around
Nigga tried to front, believe me get beat down
and turn around get popped
wishes
Before your name wind up on they hit list
They hear the sound and can’t turn down
Till every town burned to the ground
No still around till we stole
out
Fast and Furious flames
You'll get the word out
You heard about what we about
From the horse or by word of mouth
Turn it out without a doubt
No fear
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
me
My projects crazy
It's going down
In my city
You hear shots
A couple rounds
In my city
Play around get gun down
In my city
Cop's to us like
I came from the dirty
I feel no tension
I fuck yo bitches
I turn her around, and I give her the business
I give her that real shit
That trill shit
state to state
Walked around the corner
I bang and blast 'em all
Timmy slangin' iron
Run down blood on the gate
(Like, "Boom, boom, bop, ") bitch
This
of his Bentley
Callin' abortion murder in a medical building
But don't give a fuck about bombin' Iraqi children
Talkin' like units in the fuckin'
and the Lord take'th away
Oh Lord Jesus I wish you'd take'th away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespecting the House of God with that thing
It don't even look
by cars, I coach you to win, know what?
If you broke and your man don't teach you, get rid of him
Who I'm reppin'? 10th Street, 12th Street, Vernon,
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
into a puddle, went inside my 7 double 0
Make a detour to the
They don't want the trouble so
Talking don't bother me
A simple robbery could turn
Boy, it's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original, break da law's up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
22 times two dude, outer banks, brew thru
High upon my mountain-top, I don't see what you do
cll you do is stay drunk, where the fuck it came from?
slug to your grill
You can feel this
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool
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