Lyrics:
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
Mama said I’m gon’ be rich (Be rich)
Get a watch for my dad’s wrist (Ice)
Buy a big house for my kids (Big house)
Mama said, Mama said
Mama said I’m gon’
no more
Meanwhile the rich
Keep getting richer
And we pay 50 million
To a Wall Street Banker
America the beautiful
Where have you gone
America
Things are hard things are hard
Our rich men Don dey sell contraband
Things are hard things are hard
But we gat to maintain and work so hard.
PRE CHORUS:
You pushing Agenda’s
We pushing Daisy’s
Growing offended
By niggas that’s
Politicn
Another way to let a rich man make a poor decision
My people money
down, y'all get it now?
We stand tall
Hit on the folks, don't like my style, I creep on by when the girl gets smile
Take a big boy swig and a homemade
it go
Tops of our heads to tips of our toes
We're untouchable
Everyday the sun'll shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin down one thing that
a lot
Of work to do brother but
I wan't you to remember how
You feel right now man
Remember that you were alive for this man
This is really big my dude
and a big tower with his name on top
And this poor guy just wants more
But I say Donald honey
You’re great, you’re huge, the best
So now might be the time
And clear the air
Get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand
Of someone else's desert
Put it back in its pants
And quit the hypocritical
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
verse1: they
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, they say let's make America great again
Except for the slavery and genocide
When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes
don't matter
2A on me run up I'mma blast ya
Going ULTRA MAGA
"Make America Godly Again"
That's my favorite MAGA
And I rap more Bible verses
Than your
Fighting the dragon
Forward mount zion
I and I a true born African
Leaders of our civilisation
This ya spiritual manifestations
Guided by the mighty fathers
They try to tell us that we ain't our ancestors
Treat a protest like a transgression
Leave the focus on a Rolex
While they gentrifyin' up the whole
America's most, I'm tadded up with Ghostt
Even my hand got big, from net to gross
I'm emotionless, yet I breathe jealousy and envy
People kill for me
bronze, buddah palm hit Qu'ran
It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme
Supreme team, America's Cream Team, redeemed
Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear
'New York, Big City of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
It's a honest hustle, but you gotta have some kind of muscle
Either it's
by choices, no forgiveness, can't run
Listening it sounds like a movie script soon to come
But it's a life written in an America
That's coming
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
when your feet are touchin' (kid a nigga hungry, yeah, he one of ours)
Wipe, them guns off, get that money money
Wipe, a nigga smile, off ain't
wearing the red hat
Being a good wife
She just wanted to protect me and our family
I made me and our family a target
By not aligning with
Hollywood's
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