Lyrics:
Super creative
Huh
I guess it isn't
Such a bad habit anymore mama just admit it
I like the way my accent might just up and thicken
I like the way my dab
the analysts
To add a list of damages
Accumulated, feudalism
Rumored and ruminated
By the chosen few that like to choose
The way the truth is painted
Who could
to the
Looking at the media they say I got a baby
On the way by Nicki I'm
Thinking the media crazy
Young nigga getting to the money
Dreams Worth More Than Money it
that bitch blow
I could pick yo lil' bitch out the crowd like Eenie-Miney-Moe
Want a feature name your price and I'ma show you how to flow
Got this bitch
the ground
Shoutout everybody from the city making rounds
See me on the way better come and say what's up
I was in the north when the homie said it's tucked
don't recognize your face
I need you to find my way I don't wanna give up in this life I made I'm
So close to the shine I'll take if I live by works then
a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One
Why do we have to go and face the same routine
And the traffic jams and crowded street's a real
Neurotic scene
I don't know, why do we take it each
calls your name
You didn't choose for things to be this way
Creature of the moon, your fate's been set since birth
Don't apologize
Altered by the earth,
Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh)
Fuck I'm high
Jacob Cowan never stood a chance
Sections and regions, call it the last dance
I'm going way too
Life in the fast lane, catch me riding by
Livin' how I wanna and I make em wonder why
They don't understand how I be talkin to the sky
Triple Threes
make a promise im always gon see it through
But when im out in traffic girl I dont be in the mood
You be obsessed with the wrong things
I know we fight
by the way)
They know what that means
If you broke
People gon' look at you funny as hell
They not gonna believe in what you sayin', not yet
Get
guess
Is the way we measure a man's success
By the kind of automobile he can afford to buy
Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop
Right turn,
Fought my manager ass
Bout some Petty cash
Right off cascade
By the Applebee's
And they seeing the good
That I keep on doing
Always capping
Now they
sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
Fuck dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like
'm breaking way through, just like the robber
And smile for the camera
Damn, I feel awesome!
But she doesn't know more
Gotta get it opened!
You never listen
gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, that's my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs here's one
and they sweatin' faces
Around around the world, international faces
Yeah, now bust it
Yo, I took a look in the face of a girlie
The way she looks that
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you aint know
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my
feel when you
By my side
Swervin' all through traffic and we can't stop
Catchin eyes
Of course we know they're comin' with their confusion
And lies
I
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
Yeky:
I don't know how to do （我逐渐迷失）
流浪者万象
词Lyrics：PopDan/RedSun/YukNam/Sing_ng@FloatingSoul/Moe Z@FloatingSoul
曲Music：YeKy.
曲Music：YeKy.
混音Mixing
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