Lyrics:
to the street (blah)
She call me Young Beckham, 'cause a nigga go deep (yeah)
I live by the beat, I'ma kill what I eat (ayy)
If you a real bitch, light it up
I Wanna Go & Get Bentley’s
I Wanna Go & Get Fendi
I Wanna Go & Get Racked Up
I Want My Safe To Be Backed Up
I Wanna Count It & Stack It
When I’m
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
than a bowl of Friskies
I roll so low, can't keep up with me
You go home early like you're fucking sixty
You're coming down my highest peak
And think
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
you get me those
Rock doe up top to the south doe
Fuck all of that back talk wherever I go I make the cap go
Crack flow without trap doe still stacking
plus some
Load up the mic and bust one
Cuss while I puffs from
My skull cause it’s pain in my brain, vein
Money maintain
Don’t go against the grain,
And I'll be loving you forever
(You're all that I need to get by)
You're all I need (Dream together, scream together)
You're all I need (And if we go
Hands up, if you livin' by the gang code Hands up, if you livin' by the same rules
Hands up, if you never breaking guy code Hands up
Hands up, if you
There she go, there she go
There she go, oh yeah
Every time she walk by, every time she walk by
Every time she walk by, I be like there she go
to stay
But I gotta go get my cake up (gotta go get my cake up)
I just wanna ball
Finessin like a layup (layup)
Bitch want me to stay
But I gotta go get my
homie
Got me thinkin' what is it you do for me?
Trippin' (trippin') a little more than I should be
So let yourself go and get right with me
I'm
to the islands, smilin' under the trees
When I step up, all these heffers start comin' for me
Let my nuts go chickenhead you gets nothin' for free
Let my nuts
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
wrong
If you don't want to go get and cash out
Po' up and drank till I pass out
Shot after shot till it's all gone
cnd I blow on the best
Whether loud
smoke up now?
Don't do it, Johnny, don't do it
Trevor
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go
)
Straight, rough ride
Yo, let's go, let's get the fuck up out of here
Yo, man, shut the fuck up, dog
Yo, come on, yo
Yo, what's up, nigga? (What up
, your wait up, wait up
Get your (Up, up, up, up, yo) wait up
And all the fellas go, yeah, yeah, yeah
And all my ladies go, uh, uh, uh
And all the fellas
Get up everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together
As we walk on by
(And) and we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
Go For The Gees And That Jesus Will Never Come,
Seize Every Oppertunity To Meet Your Needs
As Everybody Just Competes And Leaves
Everybody Get By, Get
?"
And if you've got a dream that you've
Been sleepin' on then get up we need you
Go and do your right and set up shop
Drop the cop-outs and go knock
Only thin' I need is dee jay to play my jam
Everybody get up and get down (get down)
C'mon now everybody, everybody get up, get up
Everybody get
feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick
Yeah you got tricks but I got five more
So any game you try to play, you better know I got
Pussy, I ain't even know that you rap (let's get it, L's)
Shooters gon' pull up in that whack shit, yeah
Drive by and star in an action, yeah
Dump
.jpg/282px-Arlo_Parks_(headshot).jpg "Arlo Parks")
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