Lyrics:
the alley under a ladder tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street got hit by a toyota with a hatchback
Play my music let everyone know that I can rhyme
But
Money is the object, hot shit
Bitch I got a sauna on my arm
Six figure, with no diamond reach a million Vacheron
They just talk about they got it
I
Multimillion dollar shit
Money is the object, hot shit
Bitch I got a sauna on my arm
Six figure, with no diamond reach a million Vacheron
They just talk
Ready for bed, and I lay my head down
I hope I don’t die in the night
Right now I’m ready to fight
Put my arms up, and then I
Just starve, what
ah)
Just bought a Glock, cuz I'm still bearing arms (Bearing arms)
Glad you found a new 'ship, cuz I'm still teared down by ours
Got diamonds on my
just follow traces
But I'm in the sunken place
On a nightly basis
Take this dick like a pussy
You pussies copy each other
A fucking orgy of clones
You're
on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'
I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys
on my name
Say no I ain't tripping, yeah I just charge it to the game
I say if cutting me off, benefit you
By any means then handle your business, no I
the arm and the shoulder
Rather not be known
Won't see a doctor to diagnose
Blows dirty
Like a rusty trombone
But i put it in my bars and i'll place it in
that awful trip I'm
The last one of my crew
The others locked in their own minds
Their voyage never through
So listen to me lads before
You take your
cowards to get them to the top
Just to fall asleep listening to bach?
The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon that I drop
Dribbling the eye across the prism
Streets my heart I love her to the core
But she just like a bitch
Man she fucking with them all
So, I'm strapped up never coming in the raw
Magnum when I
rockin' when we're droppin' phat masterpieces
We're on the side of the God who's been rejected
the One who took flesh, died, but who's resurrected
Jesus,
away, I've been around
Don't waste your time, if you don't know me by now
Her arms are around, is it over now
Don't waste your time, if you don't love by
the fuck can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse?
You know, so many different levels, when 16 ain't enough, to living your life
Depicting with your
want?
Hey, there ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my mama in this world
'Cause you know I ain't mad at cha, you're just a little girl
See mama's just
from the ghetto zone
All waiten for the day to put you in your place
I had the fat bearded lady sitten on your face
Bitch boy bitchy you might get hurt
1,2,3 (pop it)
You feel me now? (yuh)
I'm on a wave (uh)
We moving south
And I fuck her in a wraith(Ghost)
Roll me,chill out,Homie your bitch
She a'
sister's name
Thought I'd have you by my side
Until the day I died
Feel your arm 'round my shoulder
Counting my breaths
My hands are getting colder
Said
In the rap industry we're ranked at first
Ain't a better combination in the whole universe
So if you wanna battle your future looks muddy
That you just
Cutting ass they ain't show me love
Cutting grass for that green, get your hustle up
Cutting class was my regime, what tha fuck was yours?
I didnt give
by execution
A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution
Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka
But I still died went to hell
(live it)
I walk they follow (ay)
I talk they holla (ay)
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live
And I'll walk on water
Just to show you I'm the one
I'll save you from your past
(Free at last, free at Last)
Walk through a house on fire
And grab
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