Lyrics:
niggas finna learn
But it's comin' to hit you, make you shit in your stomach
All these niggas makin' flights when all I make is commas
Hottest nigga in
stomach
All these niggas makin' flights when all I make is commas
Hottest nigga in the game, I put that on my momma
My girl be snortin' that white, I call
stories straight
Now, don't forget Ray, I was down in Atlanta, sure you were and I was workin' late
Yeah you know it's always good to see you, George
that
You done stayed in my world
She was the type of girl
That would stick right by me
Lost it a couple times
And she help me find it
Uhh
I'm
Someone who stays high
High
Watching their life go by
By, by
Someone content with riding behind
Ride that
Nigga
They come in all colors
White,
all my lil niggas in the game
Lil Nick, Big Dre, my brother Phil did a drive by on the game
Lil Darius, Shawn Baby, Big W, Brian Jay, Lil Toby, Lil
time in history”
From this top floor view I can see it all
On the precipice, everything in my palm
And all these people walk around like ants
It’s New
though, you get a up close and personal foul
If you end up gettin' hurt that's when they call in the traina
(It's all in the game brah)
It's all in
a roll in the hay
Give me a game to play
Get your sword from the forge
I wanna ride st. George
Take me up your flight
I wanna do it all night
I wanna do
know that I rip it
All I need is a minute
Get up in it and leave it obliterated
And you want to test me?
You're fucking with a killer, bitch
"Ripper"
hearts set in a place, but then it feels tied back (Tied back)
All these lines are only temporary
I'll go back and change them, but then again I'm not
dragon so Spyro
Spittin them flames get viral
Sit by the water all night long
Sit by the water all night long
Sit by the water all night long
Every plant
bitch
Flip pure game, like the og's taught me
Tryin' spit game when I'm talkin' on a for-ty
Chorus 2x
[big ed]
It's nothin' but the g in me
I have
All the drugs and all the fast money won’t save you
I’m just tryna build a legacy you do the same too
I’m just tryna make you see it different from
sold out
Before she even though of putting it out
And John, who was never the quiet one
Makes all his press contributions from his old songs
In tune, in
the place I grab the mike and your attention
Me not getting that is like the night to George Benson
Freestyle phenomenon drop bombs like Lebanon
Watch
Yup (aww)
Yup (mmh-aww)
Uh-huh
Yeah, nigga
Yeah, it's been a minute, but I'm back in it (uh)
Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy (no)
Got
Yup (aww)
Yup (mmh-aww)
Uh-huh
Yeah, nigga
Yeah, it's been a minute, but I'm back in it (uh)
Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy (no)
Got
jugging all my workers
But that's unlike
Pull a white bitch have her fuckin on the first day
Money in the air make it rain while she earthquake
or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us
thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
We about to drop forty on your head
We about to drop forty on your head
In my pot, got a jay and it's blue
And it's dead
Want to be the champs, broke
nigga balling
Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggy
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
up and let it be clear
Let it be known my people done grown
Don't disrespect just adhere
For my people just know nothing can stop you
George Floyd
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