Lyrics:
Can't fuck with a smooch or a bop
Way he talk think he hang with the opps
At my job I get stalked by the cops
In my hood I'm surrounded by swat
Why
belts
Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down
Real quick
stays on chill
? wearing all white ? Sayin' pay yo bills
So that raw metaphor that I thought of before
I don't remember no more cause I just ran out
side
クナイナイフ Be in the ride yuh (Sheen)
Up in バードランド
It's yo chance
Do ya dance yuh (Let's go)
Cruisin' on the high
Through the sky
Uhn yea uh (Oo)
I been
to slow me to speeds of a turtle
keeping it tight just like girdles
Had to go out make a way
Took a trip down to Myrtle
Just so that I could be heard
By
(Ayo Silent, you the realest)
Yo, yo, yo, yo
D-T-B, not C-L-B, you feel me
Ha ha ha ha ha
Serious
Come on
I'm tryna stack my paper
Fuck a bitch, fuck
want a song? take a beat, put it on
I'll make the words go, you better hold
To something settled to the pavement
If you don't want to be washed away by
We live by settings
Me ne boys te peduase
One mommy wo santasi
Susu box no hye mpa ase
Fixed deposit no 3hy3 mpa ase
She no dey like troski
Bad bitch
Told her to come thru
She gone leave by two
I been up to something
I'm tryna thump shit
I pop a perc now i can't function
Wx got the chopsticks
You touch
they hear this beat, they gon be like nigga what (Nigga what)
Aye, Aye, Aye
You know what I do
I'd probably be nervous if I saw me in the booth
I
I know you love and you care
I know You
I know you're
The reason I got to be here
Here for you... Yah
Only You uuh
Enhee enhee
I know yo worry is
been stroking
Nigga ask " Whats in my weed? ", 'cause it's fuckin' potent
Don't gotta ask what's by my side, 'ause I'm fuckin' totin'
And I'm with
to you
Every single day boo,
Make you scream ooh
But I guess it's meant to be a fantasy
Shh, keep it low key
Don't say a word, as I gaze upon yo lips
Check check check
I say
This that smoke one
That they laughed at you like a joked sun
Now everybody on my- hahah
Yo
This one for the pros, no love
charisma
Could another one stomach
If I be the prisoner then I wasn't more cunning
Or wise
If I come outside I'm not running
Stone lone wolf of the pack
is, nigga. Here it is. What you
gonna do with it?
Bizzy:
Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you
price,
Keep dreaming, living my life, still grinding to get my shine,
High skills like Tech N9ne,
Rhyme hit you like drive-by, grab mic and let's ride,
I
nice (It's only real)
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
(Act like you know) it ain't nothin' nice
Son I be skimmin' through the billboard
Top
Obama supporter? Is he less white
I bump Ne-yo and Robin Thicke
And all that 'Jungle Fever' talk that you be poppin'? Quit
Yes I'm black
Yes I'm that
It
from time to time
But shorty you always gon be on right
I just need you by my side
All this pain flowing through deep at night
I don't know how I seem
house, it's straight up the road
And I was the man of the house, the oldest
So my shoulders carried the weight of the load
Then Nate got taken away by
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
Claim you the best
Talk big like DJ Khalid
U try yo best, I’m not impressed
Tell niggas lean back
White cups up
Down it
Niggas look hungry
And I be dat
aye, aye
Might just make you my bae
Just playin' hoe, come let me nut in yo' face
Nigga play with me, I'mma knock off his face
Call Draco and Tae,
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