Lyrics:
did it with no effort
Man I'm feelin' just like Luucky, let the Fanta roll, and run it up (SRT)
That boy thought that he was topping me, I got him by
Drop that, drop that
Well, stop playing
Any time, any time, any time
Any time I wanna play, I wanna play, I wanna play
Any time, I want it, any time
Double F
Fafa
I'm here
Just the beginning (Fafa)
The Wiz (Bitch)
King of Hebrews for volume 2, I'll kick to Overdrive
Simba's pride I doubt niggas
trynna walk a opp down bleed em out
My ma say that I need a job, I'm trapping out I beat the block
Tote a F&N, feel like fuck a friend, they switch up in
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
of a world, where people wouldn't F you for money
And I know, it's just a dream, but it's one I won't let go 'cause I'm so tired of getting fucked
By those
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
gotta a DNA potent
Look
These Scientists are working
With politicians and doctors
All of them bought
And paid for
By monsters
The W.E.F
The C.D.C
and volumes f*** the ice
Man's work shouldn't be based materially
but by the food he provides his children to eat
Listen to me if that don't cut it f*** it
I'll
donuts playing Donuts
(skrrt)
Told her stop looking pretty bitch, roll up
Fiends on my leather heels, chill
Niggas sniffing fish outta
Thousand dollar
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
Cuz they don't bother me (ha stop)
Nigga I'm always strapped I
Sleepwalk with the hammer
I bump into you wake up then blam ya
Yo Whoo Kid these niggas
can almost hear my mama pray:
"Oh lord forgive us when we doubt,"
Another sacred Sunday in the south
A ragged rebel flag flies high above it all
me swerve
It's the fact that I'm not dead that make me live
I won't mother fuck her so won't you stop on by
You see me floating outside
Stop on by
Please stop wasting my time
I'm running behind
Not lost, but still I
Can't see my own way by
You really gotta put me last in line
I f****** hate it
huh)
My A&F girl you my women crush fr
Who would've known that me & you would get this real
I'm telling you life could be easy if you try
You know
'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody move
Two words, BK, NY, Bed-Stuy
Two harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why
These
Phoenix enemies,
Haters wanna stop em,
And I really wanna pop em,
But it's hard to fight back,
When you got an album droppin,
Connect, We in south
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
Tetris
Or better yet Grand Theft
Shootin up your Lexis once was the half not
Till we start progressin fuck goin half now
We want this whole section
South
up in the middle of the night, and got you outta here, quick
And you need to stop runnin'
Stop, stop runnin' nigga
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout,
Tell ya daddy stop his hating
'Cause I be wearing braids and rockin' jerseys daily
But that don't mean I'm thuggin', no
He don't want me with ya
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