Lyrics:
And I know that y’all mad
Mothafucka yeah I call this shit Madness
God gave me the gift and y’all ain’t gonna have it
Cuz once I’m on the top ima be
about to serve this shit
Y'all flow is so 2008, y'all ni**as love to jerk and shit
Man, when y'all boys gone catch up with the times?
My boys off them
for who's helpless
I care for the people who's always been helpin'
Nah, I'm just jokin', or maybe I'm not, but y'all won't test a giant, I'm big
The difference between us is I pray y'all reach where I'm about to go
The thing bout elevation it's only up from the ground floor
And those late to the elevator
that's seven, sins I'm keeping
My head up I'm getting my
Weight up y'all, niggas be fucking
With bitches that fuck up y'all
I ain't gonna, brag I'm getting
let me catch y'all niggas trapping out
Cuz Cuzzo give y'all niggas some dead homies you can rap about
Sum in me told me I gotta do this on my lonely
know, I know
Fly up in the sky
You get second hand high
Just by listening to this kid spit like I'm tasting shit
Y'all ain't even in the game so we can't
registration cause these niggas be slow
And we shitting product
Y'all don't know the way that I was brought up
These niggas move in silence but I'm louder
Better
know who isn't
Find out about the Syndicate by siphoning comms a little
Whip off white in my pocket, I'm the Virgil of television
Push all my niggas into
on ya ass I ain't letting up
The preacher say pray about it, I said fuck em
Y'all give y'all heart to these hoes, I don't love em
Y'all give y'all strap
in classes
But now they my new asset
To put all yall in caskets
[Dialogue 2]
Steven: Ay, Will, I was just kidding, man. It’s all love!
Caleb: Hey get
[Jay-Z]
Sigel, Sigel y'all
Jigga, Jigga y'all
What
Nah homie, I can't take your take demo
I don't got no pockets
What
Nah man
revolutionary, evolutionary
Bulldozer, leave y'all with troops to bury
Clean sweep if ya smell fear in these mean streets
It's instinct, life's a bitch and she's
a brother like me begun, to be another one
Public enemy servin' time, they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime, never the less
They could not
lungs
Looking at my family like, "Damn y'all were the ones"
I sacrifice my life for hundreds, fifties, twenties
Tens, fives, and ones , so dumb
I'd
guillotine stare
Right there, my every word, a fucking nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs: down to die for y'all
your hoe 'round see
Niggaz y'all better quit fuckin with me
Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Lay down, playboy what's up
What about
y'all ain't hit up my phone
By Yarely and my son ima ride Right or Wrong
Smoking fruit to ease the pain I been hurting too long
Couldn't vent through
can be
Last seen on the cover of King by the way name's Free
But y'all still gotta pay, those ones I'm making it just explains
That I'm focus
breathe
Smothered by reality
We gotta face the fact Life a lil harder being black
Donald Trump saying make America great Y'all were never the first in
will say they true
But in real life, those niggas will be the snitches
It's a dirty game y'all
Y'all got to be careful about who you fuck with
When we provoke and make fun of yo staff
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot 4
Yall want war? well its beef i brought
All yall get chalked yu believe i lost
You stupid
This shit not what it seems, I don't trust all the greets, I'm new and y'all don't give a fuck about it
Trying to see new faces that you niggas know
that it deserved a verse
I wonder what would happen if that would of been me?
All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all
I'm thinkin'
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