Lyrics:
could never break my bone (Uh)
I can't even wipe my nose (My nose)
You could never crack that code
Cuz the passcode in my phone ain't for the ghosts (For
and he caps
and hes a junkie and hes gassed
thats why u dont see me when them man
wish somebody break their kneecaps
yo beat box
boom bap
negro
quiet cell
her a letter (letter)
Every time they try and take me out, I seem to prevail
They wanna leave me in jail, still, I find peace in a cell
Now, I'm
my men like my S.P.F., fifty-plus
But Ruby and I are mostly happy, going down to the Panera
Throwing white bread to the marina birds, out the window
and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
Cops kill youth at the station
Riot breaks out at the demonstration
You get nicked for doing a pig
Senile rich scumbag in a judges wig
Says
is?(Good sense)
Uh
By all means gotta get your grind on
Word the rosee I'm trappin' off my Iphone
This rap shit keep me miles away from home
Shout out
not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the tongue flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it
wanna see the T.I.P. of my clip think I betta' get a grip
My money like the Olympics I gotta make a flip
I never recall fallin' but I got to take a trip
slow on a flow, on the Boss c.d
By now you should know, better than to run your mouth
Remember in Garden City, when Chris knocked your ass out
For
said
A little snotty nose dirty denim dirty deed
Got the eagle P.O.V you blinded by greed
I'm a rock like I wanna rock Roll like i wanna roll
Word
ti gbo o (Darey l need)
Its 4pm me and my friends are gonna get a call (Awon boys)
Ladies to side (Side)
Then you shake dem up (Efizi)
Now its by 5
saying they don't eat it
Treat the P like an allergen
They sleeping on the treasure
While I treat it like Ambien
How you knocking me out
Beginning position
brother pour libations
Pink or pale colorations
And by my calculation
We have reached intoxication
Clutch her core for flirtation
Dutch courage,
of growth
Where we break the toast
A toast to the ultimate goal, I never will boast
But it's the real unaffected genuine flow by far
From Deyuel Jamal,
What’s it gonna be
By Paul Bailey, Ken Jackson
Verse
I called you up on the telephone
Just to see if you’re all alone.
By your side is where I want
Tower..when I reign..do more than
Shower..No baking soda, come back story - I devour...delete,
Destroy -
Prime time, by the hour - Grand Rapids -
Bitches be takin pictures with the get'em'hoe cameras
By this time a lot of niggaz got enter
Throw my shit 'cross to the pit boss Montana
Comin out cause
record companies, with checks made out to me (aight?)
Since a baby member industry, rule 4080, so I'll just peep carefully
But I'm comin through, what
the most on the 3rd Coast, I ain't trying to
Brag ain't trying to boast
They should bump it out break down a pound, throw on
Your loc's man roll up
grill gold
Step out my house, pink gators on my toes
Tryna hit tha club before they all close
Hop in the Lac, Fleetwood eight four
Twenty inch G's
Miser on the mic I'm strictly L.V.P.
They retaught me how to listen and got me on a mission
Mic ripping to the riffs that they be kicking out
master Nora tora nobody bombs harder
The bankai fam fifth and sparter
Check it out
Them bullshit promises you can keep that
Since you quit dont need
and as mad as can be
He'll break your fukin' face like Mo-hammed Ah-li
But let's talk about me, Adam Hussain
One of the maddest looking fu'kers from the Goldie
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