Lyrics:
See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I gotta make it 'cause it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
Man, I
See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I gotta make it 'cause it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
Man, I
that has
Been the basis of
All my songs and all my music
So now you will begin
To understand the dimensions
Of the gratitude I have for this
Country
of war and love
I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit
The Noc rips it, turning mics into biscuit's
I get open like condoms before I dips it
Ballistic impact, stalking the night like
Hungry cats in the jungle
you still
So you can see
Through the weather
It was late in the day
We went to Opry Mills
Stopped by Finish Line
It's time to find deals
Thought about
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler
and Ruby
Who saw the potential in some youngins your memory move me
Love for ya sons and the light from them suns exactly what produced me
My days
of your Aunt's cribs
And borrow a damn dress and
One of her blond wigs
Tell her you need a place to stay
You'll be safe for days
If you shave your legs
With
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
chainsmokin'
Fiendin' for a vic, fiendin' for a sick flow
Mama seen to the stove, biscuit, chicken box, chicken pox or not?
Dirty socks with the hole by
niggas on the need to know
Basis, my manager back in the days was racist
I was a young boy, passing skates and tucking laces
Old perverted white man who
why I be by myself And that's the shit I'm cool with
I'm on a money mission
Since 2016 shit ain't been the same I miss most my niggas
I remember days We
just say that I'm drained and just give up like the masses
Of kids raised by a system with no care for the average
Man I'm fucking stressing I've got
Oh oh oh oh
You want it every single day
Oh oh oh oh
You know I love it when you play with my
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Right?
Everybody gonna
Pitbull slash Q-Bon
Yo
One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie
Them 6 - 7 Boys
Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily
me
I got my day ones dripping
I told my bro they ain't no quitting
I took a L and flipped it
Claiming he gang but that boy is a Biscuit
I got a leg
to those who told me tobe was a pet name (what's your name)
Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe is my correct name
Praise God for follies of my colleagues that embody
It’s golden
Niko okay
Ah ninasonga pole pole day-by-day
Okay
Ah Mambo shwari baby
Hata ka’ siko sawa niko
Okay
Niko okay
Ah ninasonga pole pole
I wanna to lose your mind in the matrix
Count sheep on a regular basis
Plant a pebble in a pallet of dust
That can feed off smiles and indelible
On daily basis You dey bless me
I have a very big God
He's always by my side
A very big God o o
I have a very big God (eh eh, very big God)
He's always by
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
Grandma burned the biscuits
Nearly took the house down with it
Now she's in assisted livin'
We all knew that day would come
We knew she was too gone
neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be
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