Lyrics:
drinks at the bar
You know you ghetto when you think your number one with the flow
And your shoutin' out yourself on the radio
You know you're ghetto
Verse 1 : Dessy Hinds
Check, I been flowing
Extra proficiently when the beat blowing out the system
I only trust stereo systems nigga, not the system
needing space
Motherfucker's thinking it's a game
Till they see a nigga gangbanging
Ion gang bang, gonna let the chain hang
With the shits, I'm out with
speak
Living life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
Out
To what I gotta tell
You man, let me spit this here come here
Check it out
It's hard to comprehend a brother like me
Living with your old girl, no bills
out here rushing it
I know I'm making you
Uncomfortable by discussing it
Ayy, what's happening
Tell everybody I'm back again
(Ayy, I'm back)
I don't
I was told by all my teachers I have instability. I move alone and in silence because I live in this city
I'm pretty antisocial, not much life in my
out page by page
And it’s a book where typos were not my only mistakes
But I’m young
I mean I’m only 21
So I can rewrite my shit because it’s only begun
myself
For a long time,
But it made me a soldier
Touching the field,
Made so much on my own
That I cannot fuck with a deal
Staying my way out of court
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
[Intro: "interviewer" (Skinnyman)]
"So Skinnyman, now that you've signed a deal with talkin loud and your currently
recording your album, how's this
more mighty tricks
And i would rather see an album like the one in 96
When i spent practically every morning content
Just to wear your tape out
doubt you do, I'm down to drop
My album soon that's bound to
Flop then down a few
And Mounty Bop around the room without a top
I'm out of tune and out
the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin life without fear
Puttin 5 karats in my
people feeling out of place
I'm working on another album mate so grab your calendar and count the days
Time's ticking on simpleton rhyme spitters
selfmade legend 그게 나
힘들었던 때가 생각나
put my name on your top 5
u better act like you know
빈손으로 결국 여기까지 왔잖아
꿈이라 말하던 세상에서 살잖아
시가 한 대 태우며 좋아하는 술 한 잔하고
임마 우릴 칭할
Sometimes life dey like a science project
Experimental, oh damn sosket
I think I'm five albums and counting
Just another reason this season my eye red
If
food, I'm bad, I'm who
Wake up in the morning and I got on my Prada
I just hopped out the crib now I'm spitting like a llama
I be tomahawking (Blade) now
be smoking Pippen
Hellcat it got whiskers
If i said it i'll deliver
These p****** kill my liver
Took the b**** out to dinner
$200 at Flemmings
Baby
what they know me by
Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight but the
Fans wanna stall me
Life of a don, chain just glowin'
Always in the lab with
put on some
Pink and stop tryna be hard
Say they want the real rap like Big
And Pac put 'em in charge
But I could take that "Rap God" flow
Out my ass
Bout 5 girlfriends and it seems like they're all crazy
This Lincoln seen'em all, chauffeur'd all my ladies
Even girl who punched my contact out... that's
back in the day
I was rapping
Still distracted
By a 9 to 5
Everybody thought I was cappin'
Or thought it was whack
Or saw it as a
Waste of time
I was
be anything then it's that nigga
Album ain't complete until I play the shit for that nigga
And by the smile on his face now it's a wrap nigga
Stop
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