Lyrics:
I got a milli bitches that wanna be me
Tryna get their name in the industry
Tryna get clout by sucking on their knee
Want streams? Get ready to pay
when the bridge was up
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that mimsie starr
Just got pinched in the astor bar?
Well,
Down by the water, she lay
As the gulls and the herons eyed up their prey
But prayer was not on the menu that day
'Cause faith and her had long since
goal
With this album, I tried to create my own lane in this rap game
My own style feel me? shit thats hot
But still got bars feel me? Shit to turn up
you?
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
VERSE 3: DCQ ]
Well I'm cruisin in the Path down Atlantic Ave
Brothers want to scope but they don't know the half
A punk step up, I'ma have to blow
the night away
Or watch the race down by the sea
I still have to pinch myself
You choose to spend your time with me
Skinny dipping in the Atlantic
Baby got me
clutch when stepping in
I smiled the day all my brothers up a light 10
Risk it all for i get all i probably might fye him
Supposed to be ona island tryna
album
I mean what's really good I mean you good you know)
But nah but what's really good I'm in the studio now
It's a beat out there its fire
What's
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
You know the one I'm looking for
Tall dark and wants to give me more
Grew up due east of Jersey Shore
Atlantic coast to Portugal
He's wearing Jermey
to hurt me
My armour is steel but my skin is alkali
You drive by and leave me dirty
Then my tears burn holes in my cheeks when I cry
I'm a slave to my
down Titanic
Hold on don't panic
Streets cold as the Atlantic
Tell me nigga can you stand it
Ain't spoke in a while we should touch bases
Love when she
Village of silence
Tucked away in Atlantic corners
Breeding black magick
In the minds of the isolated
Born into backwoods towns
Where progress
Why thank you
(pick up jack please don't eat that glass my friend)
(Have you heard, about dear Blanche?)
(Got run down by an avalanche) No!
(oh
when the bridge was up
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that mimsie starr
Just got pinched in the astor bar?
Well,
someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But
someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But
someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But
I started kicking in doors, just for money
(just for the money)
Trap out the bando, just for money
(trap out the bando)
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
I Pack Extra Clips, Every Time I'm In Physical Form. Watch Me Roll On The Industry, Lyrical Warfare Coming Homie, In A Swarm. My First Album Was Just
so grand, we could both hands and walk
In different directions
I can tell that you love me by the way you pretend I don't exist online
This is great,
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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