Lyrics:
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
As you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November
That's twenty years of memory
And that's assuming I'ma live that long
If I don't
Don't cry 'cause I
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
[Chorus]
We hear em talking dine
But we still
On the grind
Crawlin' slow
Tippin' dine
But we do it for h-town
We back up on the rise
Feeling good
Bowzer
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers
But if you don't want to I can live with that, but
You gotta put back the double-knit
crazy
I'm back by unpopular demand,
Least he still poppin' in Japan
Shoppin' in Milan, hoppin' out the van
Screams from the fans
"Yeezy, always knew
This how we gon get it started
Yeah
Hey
Hey, yeah, hey yeah
What did I miss I'm 20 years old Felling big
Life is good I'm just chillin tryna live
I
"Shave all the hair off your butt and glue it to your nostrils"
OK
"Steal all the milk from all the supermarkets and put it
Back in the cows"
Alright
Sweatpants rolled up a little bit
20 grand in each sock
Portfolio full of stocks
I'ma buy back the block
Invest in corporations
Paper into mom and pop's
these fuckers need the dough like a baker
The legends above me love me
Like the RZA, like Nas
Like Jay 'Cause I mastered the flow
From back in the day
On Rosecrans where you'll find me
And all my niggas is grimy
But I remain the good kid
Tryna make a difference where I'm from
Where you live
Oh no we got to slow
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
sent
In my head
Too many distractions
Why they doubting me
They wanting me to fail
By the age of twenty five
I was supposed to be in jail
They swear they
that made from the dirt (Dirt)
Eres (Earth) founded by wisdom
He first of Corinthians one twenty four
You don't him impossible to, if you do not have
Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love
Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub
G-Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
take it at that
why'all been eatin off these streets and now I'm takin it back
why'all won't see me sideways you get it live and direct
I-20 in
as
My spirit's supernatural
They feel it through Seattle
I went to Berkeley back home
No matter where we at though
The love is never cancelled
Ay,
a shake
She'll bend it over for me and show me what it is (Ayy)
I took her from a lame, taught her how to live
She like to fuck me in my chains, I even
Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with
live from the basement
Take me back now
Take me back now take me back now
Take me back now take me back now
Take me back now take me back now
Bible in my
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
you freak the funk? (2x)
I separate the good stuff from the junk
How long can you freak the funk
Yeah, freak the funk
All right, freak the funk
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