Lyrics:
stroke my Harley back by your shed
You've been a real fine woman left a note by your bed
It's me against the road once again
Back on to chasing my dreams
and let's roll out)
Live it up, pour this drank in ya cup and slide on the east side wit me
(Pour up that drink and let's roll out)
Feeling ratchet well let
Investing in my stock
Life is just a gamble baby
Watch me take the pot
Riding round the city yeah let's slide
Break a swisher down
Roll it up and let's get
don't be feelin' it
Racism still alive, they just be concealin' it
But I know they don't want me in the damn club
They even make me show ID to get
"and I feel if you do holla a bitch like that or or wut is it
You feel me and that bitch respond cookies"
"'cause a pimp gon pimp period even wit his
wit her lovely ass
Got me movin fast cuz I'm lifted by the wave
Slow it down drop that bs we on holiday
Fuck it bring the bs we gon show you how
an architect, design apartments and shit
Or you can wind up on a jail bus dirty in clip
Soon as I'm on the set, I'm never on a chick, I play it cool
But still
share it
Call me Kris Kringle
So before we wrap it up like a spring roll
Let's raise the shingles
And get spritely like Tingle
Try to fight off the sink
You know about the game this how I roll
I do not complain this how it goes
Men he lying you can tell just by his nose
Just let me rock him yeah
the water
You should get checked by the dock
Roll up by the quarter
I'm stoned but next I'm a rock (I'm high)
Don't let me stand next to your crops (I'm high)
(Man, BeatKing)
Slumafia
Gangsta Boo
Catfish Billy, Yeah!
I am still that motherfucker
Ain't nothing new to this
Been that country cousin way
it's you (uh huh)
Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 coupe
De Ville, you chill on the funk 'cause
Guess what? (What up?) we still loccin' up
So those
Billy give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?
Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission
We done came in this game wit a song
And we just came to rock it with you
And we done came in this game wit a song
And we just came to rock it with
We done came in this game wit a song
And we just came to rock it with you
And we done came in this game wit a song
And we just came to rock it with
to hustle
Started to hustle, you get used to it
cause you live in the jungle. I call me the bands
I put it on shuffle
Roll up the loud pack
Niggas be so mad
time
Tell me why I never made you mine
Still we rock, still you roll with me
Still alone, nah, c'est la vie
Ooh, come on, say it, ooh, some more
If I
call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
Whatever you call it just drop the top
Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk
A thousands hoes walked on I'm still
bands on me it's amazing
5 blunts sat down puffed and phased em
Hard liquor straight cup no chaser
On the highway 120 not a racer
I'm on a roll
No
down
Understand that I be jumping
But she got me sat down
Mad wild wait
That she thinking she can get me
On some man down way
Only with it for a minute
to the stomach imma makem burp
They don't like to see me rather see me on a shirt
I know she a red flag by the way she rock the birks
Always had it still got it
tension by stompin' next when I'm vexed,
Throw up your dick-beaters, kid, it's time to flex.
[Repeat: x4]
(I am what I am)
And I do what I do
the way I kill it
My nigga
So welcome to my First 48
I'm tryna hit a mil before I hit 48
And roll up some Microsoft Kush with Billy Gates
Sitting on a real
it, its basic, like abc of course
And im here as raps saviour, theyll nail me to the cross
And i carry it, across the battlefield, behind my horse
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