Lyrics:
I want them cocaine seats
I want that rolls Royce cheap
100k for ad-Libs, You do not
Deserve a verse from me
Bitchs is disloyal
All you nigga's is
to take a nap
Front yard hovercraft on Versace raft
Dry land, Swedish field by palm trees
Bitch, I could sing a hook like Alicia Keys
New pants, 40 grands
in the booth with an M.I.C
Spitting these bars till I D.I.E
4k HD
Cuz it's become clear they can’t compete with me
Don’t wanna beef with me
Time
subs were sub 8k
Lost in Vegas too
You stay bitter like the hops in this brew
The bud is loud and funky just like Hopsin and crew
Mary got my eyes
Yeah
New Rap Order
M.C. K~Swift
NRO
Y'all know what time it is
Official
Too Official
NRO
New Rap Order business
NRO music
It's not a game
Let's go
I
see another day
Cause woadie really stupid
He love clutching on his K
He’ll drive by in broad day
And put a nigga on his face
Like boom look who just
tunes from a laser black sax
It sounds so laid back
It helps me relax
I brought the album after seeing K-Pax
Ooh how I miss my nautilus
I was told faren
Amy
Post turbo, bout to get that bitch painty
Lucky Luciana a.k.a. Piano man, used to play with keys
3 or 4 peas, purpose sack luch, oxis
These ol'
a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used
dawg
I'm the realest, believe me
Niggas can't see me, they'll take a life to be me
Ye-yeah, who the fuck I rep? Can you remind me
It's Funk Volume
tame
I keep a bade up on my waist
In case you try me any day
I swear I'll make it through the rain
He kept it a buck
She keep it a hundo
I keep it a K
My
I just took a detour, feeling like I need more
Take me to a place where I feel like I can be more
I just need to see more, I just need to breathe
kicked around by the others
Synonymous soil, held them up from down under
I'm pleading for gifts, pleading for answers
Riddles of life, can give you
clearly I'm just stacking up on this money
Ya I don't need no cheat code to make 250k
Ya I know this is ain't no peak mode yet just a window display
See
Cup filled up with mud I'm in the stu and I can't see straight
Bitches show me love I guess they liking what they see (aye)
Album coming soon be
me a call
A call or a text
Shoot it to me
By the way, this was Matt
Hey, Cory
Um, just wanted to call because, you know,
I'm bored and I wanted to see
reflection
I see my soul and I bawl
Journey through hardships
I swear I done seen it all
A lot of people I helped up watched me fall
Into my dark abyss
But
the pop, or the crackle sound
Just know that it's not an album skip
Now I really wonder if I gotta die
Tellin' police see you on the other side
Throw out C
the addicts off the nod
Grand Puba, and I drop a album yearly
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like daily
My knowledge is bond, so you
[Verse 1]
Now I don' told this nigga to shut his mouth
I guess he wasn't hearin' me
I'm beyond this peon, he's scared of me
Apparently he don't see
start at 10 and it's sold out by 11
Rappers blow up, go and debut they whole album on Ellen
But not me I do it for the, do it for the streets
I do it
where the party's at
It's uptown in the Boogie Down so don't sleep
On that Non Fiction hit by Black Sheep
Dres --
Be the be -be , L-L-L, L-A-see-K
S-H,
thousand
The UK's most famous writer's probably me after J.K. Rowling
Made ten M off my debut album
Label don't even care how it's soundin'
Tell them
to ammunition there's thirty .30s and 'K's
And them Trays hold me down like that du-rag that's on ya' waves, bro (Shadyville)
Ayo, you're listening to DJ Whoo
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