Lyrics:
Ok
Hey yo, it's us versus them
Jambo
Bumia
Yeah
Vi ste gore
Mi smo dole
Yes, yes
Beeyoudee
Revolution music
So heyos
Vamonos
Listen
Are you ready
[Chorus]
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name
I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out
Look at ma, still whippin
Still keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins
Tryin to make it to heaven, still livin
Make a visit, stop by
Oh, I hope, I hope
I hope that you're not sad
I hope that you're happy although
I ain't by your side
I hope everything was real
I hope it's for
reach
You energized by the streets
If coming for my crown give you a surge
Than you end up identified by your teeth, sheesh
You boys ain't no where
are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THIS MONEY?!
Verse One: Styles Paniro
I lick shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in computers
Tryin' to reach
feel me
And by the time you walk away
You'll never have been with me
I don't mean to disappear
Showing every side of fear
I don't mean to say goodbye
But
gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
at the end of the day?
(Are you sad 'cause you're on your own?)
I tell don't get sad no more
Gonna get by with my friends
(Try high with a little help from my
down (bankrolls, yeah, haha)
Reach for the stars (it's all good)
You had a goal (come on)
But not that many (it's all good)
'Cause you're the only
down (bankrolls, yeah, haha)
Reach for the stars (it's all good)
You had a goal (come on)
But not that many (it's all good)
'Cause you're the only
the same
Sad to say but the pain may never go away
You gotta be tough you gotta get rough
You gotta show em whats up
You gotta know who to trust
Some
a silver glittered wave
Silver Surfer motherfucker
Yeah i'm tryin' to keep some distance from you
Yeah i'm tryin' to keep some distance
Tryin' to keep some
are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THIS MONEY?!
Verse One: Styles Paniro
I lick shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in computers
Tryin' to reach
really don't give
Two shits
Who will and won't live
Pardon me
While I dig in those ribs
I'm just tryin to eat
Little bitch you
Yeah they cry and they sad
I ain't have my jack, I was out tryin' to drill
ya man in a pack and you still ain't get back, if we keep it a bean, I don't know how they feel
I
it tells me
That what I want in this life oh its always
Out of reach
I'm holding on to this rope
Pull me out of the smoke
So done with playin' the sad
thought that it was funny
But who's the dummy, 'cause, now you done lost the hustler
A down-ass brother done been replaced by a buster
And though I got
Mad king
Mad king
Was a bad king
Sad sad king
Almost burned the whole thing down
Mad King
Jaded
Thought I shoulda made it
I was goin crazy
Shoulda
around
So don't you stop tryin'
Don't stop, never give up
Hold your head high and reach the top
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
the Cadillac
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
And you can keep
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