Lyrics:
just rock out to latch
Back to the streets baby, back in the trap
Got to get T.O.Y., eyes on us, mapped
Shawty conceited like braud who love Pap
Dewey is
[Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne]
"And the spiked red hair, and the, and, and paintin' his face..."
"Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man..."
Wait a minute
(Dyllie, uh-huh)
You know them Christians is all bigots (you know I ain't lying)
Want riches, burn bridges, build walls, tall
If you want to come on down
Down with your bones so white
Watch while the freight trains pound
Into the wild, wild night
How I would love
seat
Of that Honda -we armored!
Back in the geo-quarter key was the normal
Jack a nigga if he hurtin'
Not believing in karma but
What if he armed
with automatic jack clause
[Mack 10]
I get full of their s*** and take flight on these n****s
`Bout to show these so-called
Wig-splitters
don't wanna rap if it ain't my beat
Take her to the crib ima white her teeth
She´s in love not what I need
I move left nigga check my C
She wanna turn up
You're the best, worst mistake
I ever made
If love is checkers
You win the game and
I thank the heavens that your
Pieces advanced toward me
Now, black
niggas get the most time in prison
Cause they judge is on their payroll
And day by day steady gainin mo' control
They got us up against the ropes
of Jacks and Queens
And he made me take my pick
But every face, it had your face
I cried out, "I am sick"
Sick of hauling your love around
Want to run my
Looking like a whole snack
Sitting by myself casting side eyes at Shake Shack
Might buy a grey cat
Why'd I just say that
The whole world is one girl
recorded was me and 50
"Hate It or Love It", I had more Cincinnati hats than Ken Griffey
Whole hood had them Black Wall tats
Me, Fase, G-Rod, where Buddha
and white is white
That Superman and Robin Hood
Are still alive in Hollywood
That gasoline's in short supply
The rising cost of getting by.
But I believe in
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
be,for quickly you a gonna be
(Oh that's the way it is)
Fuck yea and that's the way its gonna be
Why,puffin on a dank and drinking mad brew
Taking
made to rule the world
Truth is power, leverage, all in all
Rolling wheels or Rolling Stones
Follow Jack out on the road, alright
Come on, dance through
it, we Rich City real with it
This Real Rich City, I don't care which city feeling it
Don't get it twisted, this is calling all turfs
I love the Bay but
love
Searching for the wealth she needed
Life is only but a dream
What would you do for that beauty
Could you sell out your soul for eternity
Yeah yeah
should have just said, she's singing
Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my arm
I don't wanna know that babe
Don't fuck with my
gettin' wet, just by my aura
Shit gettin' wet, I make her sore
Nothin' but slat
Nothin' but wack
Nothin' but flak
You niggas is emptyin' out all the caps
I
to the most high
Drove by
On a mission like it's '05
Henny' bottle, Fendi belt
My shit is felt
I was locking in
Six months without no help, it was routine
to the top
It's the C.R.E.A.M. of the crop
Bad to the bone as you can get
I'm flippin' words and phrases like omelets
Beast mode is my modus operandi
Like
worker baby
Life is not passing me...
Where the prairies meet the rockies
Family right by my side
Sunshine always there to warm me
With the love of my life
birds is flying
Life is good in California
Me and Jack, that's my rider
Jet Blue say we be frequent flyers
Basic bitches stay away
'Cause they don't
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