Lyrics:
while the engine runnin' ugh! (Meek Milly, M-Maybach Music, aye)
Ima wild boy, strapped down like a cowboy
I'm really in the game, you just a towel boy
I
Hundred-round on me, don't speak or say "Hey"
Nigga look in my way, you get shot in the face
Dab when I jump out the Wraith
When you talk on the telephone,
I'm in the building ya, I'm a take'em
I'm a take'em, yes I will take'em Yessir
Yes I will take'em all the way there Boo
I will take'em all the way
a letter, to your first love
I stay hot under the sun, you better get under this gun
When I buss, like I came all over her damn tongue
Hold up, it's young
made a million mistakes, but I'm successful in spite of em
I believe you like a fat trainer takin' a bite or somethin'
I wanna turn the tanks
a dream
But it mean way more to me
Look all I had was top ramen
Never had Yeezys on the feet
Never had dough to buy a beat
Now I got ray ray on the beat
of my way
Is that really all you've got to say
No please no not today don't go until I thank you in the most humble of ways
It's the least I can do, don't
left and right i’m asymmetrical
Reaching for the GREEN that’s in my pocket, you a VEGETABLE
Curry, in the finals game 6, get a tech for you
Big
it's all engraved in my blade
So when I wave it, you gon' say Rae mad
Now it's '28 Days Later', now Wu's up, do something, you can't
It's blood in
stepping back
Cap in his rap someone get that boy a fitted
Codyne sitting down but I pray he get acquitted
My squad members only guess what you ain't in it
from beside the water
Started way back down by
Somebody way, way back down by
By the river
A place called the cradle, the cradle, the cradle of human
stomach can take it and your
Stomach it'll cramp you up
This is, breath control
Breath control stylee
I get up all in that ass that heinie try me
Back in
Better to give it, so I spit it every minute so you get it
My lyric is wicked an' full of culture y'all
Huh? Battle, nah - get back in your car
Either
born in thy stable
Raised as the prodigal son
I'm feeling rays from the sun
For you follower zombie niggas
I got rays from a gun
That's from a mystery
me chef
The fam got together and it wasn't for a death
I love it when my aunty's in her ways
Like I don't care what you say
Don't tell me no you
How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the triple X
Run up in
How did it get this way? Although we're miles away
If we ballin How did it get this way
Get this way Early demise
Lotta niggas round you tryna
Chisora
Get me the borer
Thoughts in my head and it's torture
Me, I'm good friends with your daughter
Ona man can't swing with me
Or go toe-to-toe in
flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush to try
with all that toxic shit
Turn it up and get lost in it
Painting pictures with words
And all the colors I bleed
My voice just needs to be heard
The only
Or be inspired
So lemme say this in case you tired
I'll be the greatest by the time I've died
Bitch I'll have a reign that conquers time
My next albums
enough would ever say racism ended
I get winded by the weight of it all
'Cause everybody talkin' shit but don't know nothin' at all
Yeah, I thought I
Where y'all at? Make some noise
Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me hear you make some fuckin' noise
Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I
time to get nasty
Wiggle them ass cheeks down the pole like a stripper
Need you loose as a goose here's a little more liquor
Minaj twas two on one equal
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