Lyrics:
the label, ain't no motherfucking favor
When we geeked up off that molly
We geeking just like Fabo
Pop one bean
Pop one, two, young Quavo on the scene
When I
Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were looking forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's
Me go with mi amigo, to see the Man named Chico
The legal alienaeno, I roll the instrumentals
Like Jack I be like Nimble never gentle to a bimbo
just roll up a fat wood of the Runtz
You know they the pink ones, yeah
Exotics be taking me all the way up
That shit that you selling, it don't do enough
Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch
no ceilings)
We got no feelings (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We alone, we got no feelings (right)
Our brothers that sit in the cage (yeah)
We miss ya
ain't she? We'll let her wash off in the water
And me and you can play by ourselves, can't we?
Just the two of us, just the two of us
And when we
motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm just a sexy motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine
I get it from my mammy, and I know how to handle it
Plus I got
had
Logged in on Twitter just to
And I saw someone tweet 'bout
To roll up' dude, that's all you do?
And that's how that first line came
'cause I thought
going for? (huh?)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones
the doors swing wide open
Roll back that stone (roll back that stone)
Roll back that stone (roll back that stone)
'Cause all we have to do is just ask,
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
[Shane] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man
[Kane]
Check it, we wreck shop, from night time to dawn
It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin
that's genocide
Fuck that, we have arrived!
And who cares who ain't on our side cause we on our own
How do you preach peace to a family that just lost they
for decision
My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out
We played hopscotch for a livin'
But that's def, that's just plain old def
It's funny how
The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen
Reppin' my team
We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing
Dave, it's me Sinatra and my boy Dean
The way we
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
but that he can have the *right* to have babies.
FRANCIS
Good idea, Judith. We shall fight the oppressors for your right to have
babies, brother
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
collar
My momma dropped out to become a Street Scholar
Damn I miss that woman so much, wish that I could call her
My niggas rep 3 Bs
'Cause we Big Black
somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?
just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock and roll
Instrumental Break
Saxophone Solo
Instrumental Break
Piano
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
this instrumental
That my bro found watch me Murder it
If you ain't with me
Get the fuck out my way
If you wanna deceive me
Get the fuck out my way
If
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