Lyrics:
Back when I was younger
Very ambitious but often blinded by my hunger
Some say I dream too big
And my dream gon' take me under
Beneath
Shellshock avalanche
Dialed out can't be reached
No failsafe at close range
Girls and boys
Guns and noise
Beat by beat
Be the best that you can be
30 frat boys walk in collars popped
40 bangers walk in the collars drop
they stomped, its a romp
they about to call in the cops
then i come
Can you dig it?
Praise the lord if you pick up the chase
Daytona 500 you got no case in the speed of life
Move real fast,trace my tracks you better
judge it as you may
I know life is a bitch, but every dog has its day, hey
When I get low, this is how I fly away
You thank me, no thank you, you
ballin'
I'm at the Mardi Gras, in New Orleans
Choppas out, get them boys
Got them dogs out, dogs sniff
Run around your kitchen, where your shit at?
had no taste for talking
Seems I'm talking my whole life
It's time I listen now
I walk past the late night boys
With their bottles in their doorways
had no taste for talking
Seems I'm talking my whole life
It's time I listen now
I walk past the late night boys
With their bottles in their doorways
scales and number nine
If we put our phone on flight mode, we'll be done by nine
Music pays, it's kind of aight
I still wanna shot of Miley Cy', huh
disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Yeah,
Fuck around, they take your son
My niggas had the right to run
We twist our fingers into guns
They get torn apart by the son
You can't thrive
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
an award for destruction ? yeah yeah)
Couples in correlation making promises but no action
Empty words sounding smooth
Like African Boy?s versus (yeah yeah
Someday we'll open our eyes
And finally discover
We are united by one blood
Then we would realize
We're sisters and brothers
And what
babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny
celebratin, poppin off the cork
If I'm goin out, I'm goin out with a bang
Side by side with my boys, not a gang
Yeah
Wake up, New York
It's time
like windows tinted,
Finished Menace Entertainment, steppin' I represent it,
Government it for life, so let, that be the sentence,
Strap provin'
Keep their hands on the special
Cause they'll show you what tecs do
Them boys is drama driven, raised by the system
Listen, they bust to survive
Your
Eighth grade, standing my ground
Outweighed by at least 30 pounds
Oh, Willie T. James
Meanest boy in the school
Toe to toe outside of homeroom
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