Lyrics:
Let me go back to the start
A little bit of my history, let's see
The story began with an Irishman who went by the name of Keith
Who fell in love
Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never
Ask me how I'm feelin' bitch I'm feelin' alright
I just want the cream with the green Mike Tys
Caught em' wit a beam, now he moving in the light
You
Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside)
All my fly day numbered, hustlas baby
Throw yo hood up if you
the storm
And I'll never be alone
(Never be alone with you right here by my side)
You're lifting me up higher than I could
Ever dream of being
Shadows fall
Ay its trase turn it up
Ay
Yeah I do this for the team
We spin on blocks got Glocks with beams
Them seven teners gettin' green
Don swing his dreads
chills up the spines of them low key swine's that's gone squeal
Rather be carried by 6 then judged by 12
Niggas telling tall tales just to bail out of jail
choppa wit a beam
It'll cut off ya braids
Fucking wit the team
You tryna play me
I got 40 wit a beam
But I'm tryna get rich
Just wait and see
I just
the midwest yeah ya'll niggas know of me
Trying to slang this ghetto dope to the world
Every woman, man and boy wrap these cd's up like furls
the pond
The bells ring, I'm awakened by a bright beam
Calls for my return, uncontained, not a sight seen
Vision clear, third eye open, like a fight scene
tell me why, why can't I sing by your side
Cos when I met up with Rosenberg, and Neil took our picture
I said I wish you would make me your side bitch,
She think I'm out on sneaky links
You feel dat way set me free
I just hustle get paid
I just wanna have it made
poles beams I got trees
just tell me
Lately I been in my bag
Bosses inside of a Jag
Turn me up, Turn me up, on the beat
Turn me up too bro
It's forty six
Lately I been in my bag
I'm
you riding let me know (Then let me know)
Get grimey upping poles (We upping poles)
My lil' YG, he on go, tell him run down
He up the score (He up
need no beam
I ain't stingy with the sauce I'll put in the whole team
I'm on the dark web ccs what got a nigga browsing
She want me to love her but I
Sipping on codeine
Got me losing track of time
Just bought this new beam
Don't get caught by this red eye
If a nigga cross that line
Then he gotta pay
myself
I got the beam on the dream but can't get there
How the hell they gone help when I am the help
Back up in the north side she tryna slide by
I see
ADAM: I am a simple goat.
I live on the back of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man tied me here with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I happy?
He don't give a fuck.
OLD
that live by the gun gonna die by the beam
I'm making deals with the devil, I can buy you a dream
I've seen, murder scenes (scenes), hoes get done
, pushing me
Yo yo yo! ok, let's go
After a lekker zef show there by tings n times
This hot chick steps to me and says, "I dig your rhymes!"
I said,
the AR and the Beam won't miss hitta
Get up close and snatch this chain and lose your fuckin' mind, nicca
Beat the pack like Manny, now we can't hang with
Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
Why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I
Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
Why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I
greener by the lakes
Faking like you real, you the realest type of fake
You left me with a rage that's still pumping to this day
And if I saw you now I'd
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