Lyrics:
the mic just like ima cool kid
Walkin by yourself didn't mean to scare you
I don't love myself, so why would I spare you?
Loced out, smoked out, loced out
You'll never hear Talib Kweli comin' out my speakers (you won't)
Crazy how Verzuz became so necessary
L.O.X. vs. Dipset was legendary (facts)
That nigga
dad's gone crazy
A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em, baby?
I think my dad's gone crazy
There's nothin' you could do or say that could
pretty
Drop the Gucci, prop that coochie, oops
I lost my train of thought watching her walk
You know, I'm looking at that ass, it ain't my fault
Get
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
back out there
I can't expect you to wait around
Always knew that was fair
It's second half, junior year
Always knew that you'd be pursued
It was that
When everybody telling me that I'm the best out
I just got a million views in 25 days
Do I walk around with a vest now?
Or do I just walk around like
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
all talk
Scare away the fear
BB on the belt walk around I ain't care
Clownin' at the big top, no tears fell off, you hide behind a mask you can never
walk, you crawl
They read 48 laws
But they don't know about the green on the other side
And just like Robert (Kelly), I abuse my power (Curtis) when I
just wanna boo make you bust a nut or two
I told her that’s it’s cool and I text her OMW
I hopped out the bed and get ready to go
She know it’s going
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
That I could not bring you home
I wait, wait, wait by the telephone
But you never call
Kelly Kapowski, where are you girl?
It's so amazing here
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don't know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-see up niggas!
bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don't know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-see up niggas!
me in the
Hospital with a doc over my bed
Tryna knock me out in the box
Ain’t too full for me to put the dick
And that’s bullshit you pull
Every single
above my below averages threw you plug
Pull that Nigga up then slide by put on the pullover
I'm the Wi-Fi stuck upon a wizard kellys shoulder
Now Walk In
City lights, main attraction
Slick talk, jiggy at the door, got the gat and
(Yeah, see'mon)
Oh, you know that rhyme won't end
(We 'bout to slow
Good I am a busy
busy bee yep that me how bought I just txt you
Jesse: it ok being rejected in person is enough I don't
need it in righting (he walks
Some claim say but then they take on whore names
If that's the way your sex drives, stay in your lane
If you're a man, I can't tell like if the door
dont wanna see u go,
dont u walk out that door
please dont walk out that door
(MISTER D)
I know u hate to see me go
but u know i gotta roll
beleve
lane
Used to kick doors probably ran in yo spot
Walk in yo trap and cook up a crack rock
Young nigga all I wanted was drop
I know some niggas that
a woods, that's a tall tree
Haters cannot figure out a way to get beyond me
They know Imma win at any minute so they stalling
Square One and you know that I
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