Lyrics:
surrounded by paper chasers, money makers, and cappers
Two Benzes and Tom Ford, I spray, let me get this pay today
Used to rock J's, but now I'm Yve Saint
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SATTY MASSA GONNA
BEG YOU ROCK AND COME IN YAH
WE A DRIVE GO A PORT SAINT LUCIE
GO CHECK EVERTON BLENDER
HE’S LIKE MY MENTOR
SOME OF HIS
Put my dick in her mouth 'bout as deep as it could go
It's 2 a.m., fuckin' yeah till 10
Tell your man back at home, hey boy were only just a friend
moments from time time
I can't reverse to the time behind
Shout out to my momma cause she gave me birth back in 99
Promise humility valued inside my life
to where you can't speak
And Rozay will give a sober man 2 left feet
Another henny on the rocks, and I'll be okay
If you give me another shot of the E&J
only been around me one time (Woah)
Now she all obsessed she always wanna keep me close by
Evolved in 2 years like a Pokémon (Yeah, yeah)
Then the cycle
This type of catalog will have you thinking about retirement
They all want a feature now back then they were quiet man
I can’t be stopped I’m Simba if
Stop calling my phone, I be blocking it
You got green in yo cup put some wock in it,
Double G hoodie, I'm rocking it
Remember back in the day, she
on the
Slow, can't knock it, though
It's like the same hustle, bro
Two knuckles glow tucked in Le Tigre just to
Let the name buckle show
Good googly moogly, see
Got a thing or two I want to say
Gonna rock you down if your in my way
Don't want no peace or love and kindness
All I really ever need is
but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open
a class by myself, which makes me so complete
At the top when I rock, I charge like a rhino
You're addicted to my rhymes just like a wino
Is to liquor, but
2Pac up in Quad
You got touched but no one was charged
Hustlers was shuffling the cards
Bust the gun down and flush the parts
Whatever don't fit just
I'm not a person of my words anymore
I exist inside a dream that was started by a child that now
lives inside of me
I can't play anymore
I'm falling
tickin’ in the back of my truck
Now, I’m comin’ through doin’ a hundred and two
Out on the highway, my way, whatcha gonna do?
You got the rock, but you’re
Double back and triple up
Niggas be hating on a real one
Trying to fuck up a play for a real one
No sweat it's the game for a real one
Can't stand when you
to where you can't speak
And Rozay will give a sober man 2 left feet
Another henny on the rocks, and I'll be okay
If you give me another shot of the E&J
did all this
You wouldn't believe it
Ayy, and if I up this
You wouldn't've seen it
Gang finna come beat down his
Block, then double back, This shit
Khakis and black chucks
I put a bullet hole
Dead in yo jeep
You'll find tha back of your head
Is scattered all up in the street (Blaugh)
Two reasons
Number
at, where the bar sippers at
After the show, me and Moe is in the back
[Big Moe]
Now, body rock with me
And my Wreckshop Family
[D-Gotti]
And take
to roll a blunt
Baby, getting anxious, hitting and I can't miss the focal point
When locals say, "He ain't shit."
Man it's Equipto, put it all down for
Couldnt find an answer i was gonna give up
Five years by my side , and its two sides but aint expect that shit from you
I push everyone away because my
Pass the rock nigga
You freezing up
Your seasons up
Defeat cant meet with us
So me easing up is like
Jeezy with a caesar cut
Them ones guys from that
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This the Stret life nigga that I living with pride
If im doing it wrong I don't wanna be right
Cruising down the city with some rocks in my
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