Lyrics:
to sling by the garbage from the narcs
You got a anger problem, let up with throwen punches
No matter how many punches, the budgets they won't cut it
Told
round you I know that you see me
Tell me when I look into your eyes
Do you still feel it?
I'd be chillin with my goons
They gon fuck you up
So easy
On my
love ain’t know I got to show it to me
Now I believe pain is the
Best thing that can happen
Killed a few snakes with one blade
From out my back
Put in by
fake? I don't know, I know shit sad
People dyin' from it off some shit that they been had
They said Trump had it but I think he was fakin' it
They got
with no food
They're lootin' and shootin' at
Students just to get to eat with a spoon
Till they're too weak to resume
With no feed to consume
The world
Niggas start shit but they don't start it with Bill
'Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gon' spill
Ever since I was a kid growin' up in
Niggas start shit but they don't start it with Bill
'Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gon' spill
Ever since I was a kid growin' up in
like they know me but would kill me for a bitch a couple pics and a Rollie
Label sharks spreading table cloth prepping to eat somebody dreams
Feed em
officer that go by the book
They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he don't play
with screams
There's a world of CREAM
If all goes correct we can stash supreme
Feed the fiend 'cause that's the way it was meant to have been
You
picking up her call
Jumping up when I hear that ringtone like it's my alarm
At the studio, wishing I had her in my arms
My distant lucky charm
She know I'm
y'affi feed it, you know?
Everybody need it, you know?
People ah go insane, you know?
Miss Money Jane, you know?
And they like, "Hey, doo, hey,
on a stand
We're gonna make it that and show them what we're all about
It's the kali to the world, cause now they listen to our sound
Cause I just do my
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
of the beast
With they pitchforks, rich chores
Done by the people that get ignored
Ya se armó
Ya se despertaron
It's a whole awakening
La alarma ya sonó
on how he made it to the top
Wondering if it was worth it or not
I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot
Just want you to know that you got
officer that go by the book
They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he don't play
Yo what you saying yo I'm good g
Just in the studio working on the EP innit
On the outro now
I see you putting in that work
Yeah you know what it is
time
'Cause you know were those boys always rockin' nines
Drive by rock a kitty boy nine times, no nine lives
It's always fuckin' time to rock a rhyme
time
'Cause you know were those boys always rockin' nines
Drive by rock a kitty boy nine times, no nine lives
It's always fuckin' time to rock a rhyme
Yeah
Yeah
Y'all ready know how we do in the studio
You gotta dream in order to succeed
If you don't dream where are you gonna be?
Now where
So don't
they never do astound us
In the back of my mind I know I gotta get the cash, it's in my secret stash
Wish I had another path
Out the window I can hear
out to the world
I know I am someone
And let the truth unfurl
No one can hurt you now
Because you know what's true
Yes, I believe in me
So do
the family straight, dawg
They know I'm comin' when they call
Don't shop at the mall
I'm rockin' my own shit
This is designer I made it my own shit
I got
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