Lyrics:
of style
Don't play with fire, what they told Azula
A zoo in my city gorillas for shooters
I tune in through video IG live while I'm Arcenio
Hauling my ass
vacation.
We throw punches like a title fight, So they just keep on hatin'.
Forward motion like conveyors.
See, Im done with doing favours.
The way I stay
Struggle hard for my title and intend to hold it
You want it? Then all invitations open
[Chorus]
[Tray Deee]
I take seven old be's put 'em in
staying in our beds for a week
If I'm out today I might be back tomorrow, don't hold your breath for me
I'm under clear blue skies
I'm under clear blue
Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayed
By the one who forgave him for his first mistakes
He'd best behave, or I`ma send him a wave
Of some
Shit, it ain't go hold me back, I gotta go all out to get mine
A tech nine might come in handy for the next time
I'm frustrated, chumps are making
the truth in you
earth calls you
no answer
she hides the truth in you
the city sings a song as she holds your hand
the river runs clean down onto the sand
backs to the north wind. Hold fast by the river.
Sweet memories to drive us on for the motherland.
I see a dark sail on the horizon
Set under a black
I’m the one
But
I can’t enjoy the city that I’m from
Had to jump
Now I’m back like I never left
Coming up from the slums
Stayed smart played
Crystal clear so you can hear every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear it
Uh, I
this one for Juice
I am the one, bitch, you a deuce (brrt)
Niggas give it up in my city
Really shed blood in my city (get love in my city)
Niggas'll
age M-I-N-T
With a diamond glist, like jewelry
You hold on, you'll see, if it kill me
All city, bound to be rich, without the filthy
My players
'm incitin' a riot
If you ain't hear me clear, my nigga
I said, as I start to promote the peace
And I say, "Stop the violence," I think I'm incitin' a riot
supposed to hold me down
You only held your hand out to me
Quiet as kept; I ain't wanna speak on it
But you're posting pictures like this shit is sweet all
get it when I'm rocking in your city hey.
Automatic, I'm with it I'm diplomatic, I'm winning, I'm taking pictures with bitches with bomb kitty hey.
Ya
You would be the coldest alive if I died tonight
But that ain't the case, so the title belong to I
You wanna take the title away, shit, come and try
I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
to meet me
At the gates of that city four square
Through the years, through the tears, they've gone one by one
But they'll wait at the gate until my
I saw a river flowing, crystal clear
From the throne of God, drawing near
The Tree of Life, with leaves for healing
No more pain, no more sorrow, all
the plan that
I have in hand
Hold it, when I go and get the gold
It’s just silver and platinum and
The jewelry is outsold
When it’s off the shelf, it’s off
touch your heart
Tryna win your soul
This song going plague
Didn’t come for gold
There is 100 way to make it
Young boy choose your part
I knew my
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
Money on my mind
That mean I'm thinking of loot
Shit, ain't it the truth
Money is the top prio- "Money Over Murder
" that's the title of my bio
We cop
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