Lyrics:
the rubble
Payin dues in doubles
Never ever ever catch me mumble
Tap into your mind
Man I ain't one to fumble
Straight trouble
For the ignorant
I'm a say it
smellin' like a skunk
Got damn I'm the man
I can get you what you want
Got ants in my pants
James Brown do the dance
Got fans up in France
I can do it in
on a voyage
On a path that leads to sinkage
Ain't you listening?
They got you sinking man
I bet what you thinking
Like
What a coincidence
Sounding like our own
It's a stick, not a gar
Need a lick by tomorrow
Snatch ya chain that yo local pawn shop could just borrow
I get drunker than the usual
Wild out
hoe one of one loud smoke and cups of brown
Even when Im up you still gone catch me up the town
Something light nothing heavy hard I grind yea and very
or get off of the pot
Roger Brown papers, I caught a man sniffing
Ya'll happy and thinking we're
Back for the lick
Get up late hear about that study
That
shit)
All around the world
You know I do my thing, baby, cuban link full eclipse
Terror squad, new era, god, better choose who you with
When we flip ain't
light ~ You get it out the mud
See my will it won't bend, it won't budge
No tattoos my skin is all fudge
They looking at me crazy cause my skin is brown
a cardinal
No AZ that brown would be my daily day drink
Pacing, pops told me dont waste ya life just waiting
I gotta hustle if i wanna live my daily day dream
Seen em coming from a distance
Bags in transit coming in an instant
Mans exposed
Keeps your social distance
Hashtag brown bunny
With da fish net
Solo
the cake, they got the Woos in the Real Estate
Flexing ain’t no damn problem , take you and ya mans shopping, right onna dinner date
I aint no dummy I play it
I do it I do it
If you're talking crazy I'm gon' show you the man
You claim that you brought me right outta my shell but I've been making shit since
this brown but it's busting my arse'
[Chorus]
Seems like the planet gone mad
What you staring in my face for?
I told you dudes, I can't save ya
What
thing, my nigga, you a beta
We don't play no games
Riding 'round Orlando, see ya later
Call me renegade
Orlando was the place where these
Haters all get
out stay in shape
Benz plates
Cruise around wit the hot sounds
Pumped loud, "I Be" by Fox Brown
It's locked down
Overall tryin' to make moves stay in
Intro:
What’s up!
Man we about to send this thing all over the world
You better believe me
Check it out
Verse:
People, all over the world
Get your
like
Old songs like
Now everybody's screaming "hol' up...
This ain't Kendrick Lamar
Man where is my money I'm just tryna see a star
I'm just tryna hear
like
Old songs like
Now everybody's screaming "hol' up...
This ain't Kendrick Lamar
Man where is my money I'm just tryna see a star
I'm just tryna hear
blind by my spinners
Look at the damn better make a killin' man
When I stop 28's look like a ceiling fan
I done came down
I done came down
I done
handcuffs
Believe me, that's hood life, time's is rough
Ya'll lady luck, like Deebo, stack chains with your necks
Flex muscle, got a strong arm for corporate
my decency
If ya aint know the decent me
Im probably where the treeshes be
Never cuddle only sleep
Keep saying that you sick of me
Its fine im
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I aint gone lie I been feeling myself lately
Brown Gucci Loafers and an all white tee
Tucked in a Louis Belt,
Like the other side of that pillow
I'm just coolin'
I'm rooted up in that good soil
And blooming all through my music
Man, this sunshine on my brown
ain't been to my city
Fly out but I can’t buy ya ticket
Just hit me when you land
I know you like to travel but you always trippin
Don’t forget that its
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