Lyrics:
play just fall in, my best
The lyrics a flow with prestige, dialect
Lab work, the beats get dissect
It's live and direct, da boy can't die yet
Greatness,
of the blue
a door slammed and a voice said baby where are you
her boyfriend busted in he grinned an evil grin
and said boy I'm a tear your butt limb from limb
slammed and a voice said: "Baby, where are you?"
Her boyfriend busted in, he grinned an evil grin
And said: "Boy, I'ma tear your butt limb from limb!"
I
shoes it's a code of the streets I live by the rules
you kiss in her mouth ill I been with your boo you live and you learn you learn if you live
I been
It's Project X
Ghosty
LT district live with bro (Live)
I'm in the bando, breakin' bit's
When my bros are down for a risk
(Yes)
Bally up quick then
Ponle
I jump in my 1963 Chevrolet
Watch it lay, orale
On the floor, en el suelo
Lifts me off the ground just like a leño, que no
Simon, packs much
at me baby)
I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live
Take her back then I put it in her ribs
(Holla at me baby)
I'm a monster, I do it real big
You ain't
should be Simon huh
In tha game for tha top place, fuck is a runner up
Back to mathematics, let’s do some fractions, baby I’m one of one
If you really
be worth less than a mill when you got the Midas touch
I got control, they do what I say, my name should be Simon huh
In the game for the top place,
the store
I crush down with that top down, bossy how I ride 'round
Mami in that Tom Ford, papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it
the store
I crush down with that top down, bossy how I ride 'round
Mami in that Tom Ford, papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it
You get a cock to my youngin
'
Whole bag of O's, we call them Funyuns
I be moving through these trees, real-life Paul Bunyan
I really got it by the P,
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
The Apostle Paul, in Acts chapter twenty
Was preaching the Gospel in the city of Troas
It is a port town in modern day Turkey
Daily teaching and by
for the shining to start
They all treat me like Simon
Do what I say From the start
And Just like a siren
I keep it lit in the dark
Got impeccable
I'm the king, I live alone though
Buying up, China's Beemers, taking it to Simon's in Medina
Only just to blind you and leave ya
These young boys is
(yeah)
Uh, I came in with a new .40 Glock
Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock
I'm with my boys and no, we do not Milly Rock
Funny
we go take us some lives 'fore we go take it to law
Boy I got fire in my eye, look at me see gauges go off
Watch how you come at your fate, nigga
Boys in the hood 'bout making that pay
Stay underground (on the grind) every day all day
They don't say much but they mean what they say
What they
the fuck you spill lean on a BB Simon?
A real dope boy don't do consignments
Ten times out of ten, I'm bound to rob 'em
They say "Pap act like he
Got
nuts hang all out, boy
They figure 'Ye dress tight so we gon dress tighter
He dress white so we gon dress whiter
So in spite 'r anything you might?ve
and hair done 'cause I'm rich, I ain't trippin' on it
Changed my mindset and I went bossed up by myself
Look in my eyes and see a hustler, I sell 'em how
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