Lyrics:
the bench."
Yo they got me handcuffed I'm down in central booking
Things are fucked up the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, I'ma change this
Kal) and Mr. Marley
I feel purer by day This feelings' growin on me lately
My growth is forever And my flavor be so tasty (Oh so tasty)
Call me crazy but
Eventually there will be hell
The future just does not look well
All fair use, it was made by myself
Just do it, put your ego on the shelf
In
's
Bitches by the 5's
Bitches by the 5's
Woah yea yea
I think I just hit a new level
I'm going super Saiyan to the max
I'm taking charge of my future
Leading
Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
On the party track I'm cold lampin
But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
You thought I fell off, I ain't even
on the mic and going loco
Got juice up on this track but I could kill it solo dolo
Walter White this bitch we moving product on the low low
Bong hits by
Here's to hoping
That my future turns out better than hoped but I'm open
To all the possibilities you've chosen for me
Get to filing out my beats, you bet
in his 40s I wish the dude was still alive
I'm in my own lane dribble drive
Money in my future winning high five
Huh
I use to ride the bus
But guess
There was a lot of rocking going on that night
Cruising time for the young bright lights
Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door
out with a def design
There were no others there
But I didn't care
When the car rolled by, it made people stare
But are they more aware? (To the beat
Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't
The future they shoot ya?
We're all human beings
If we're cut we'll bleed
And I want to see all young people succeed
Do 9 to 5, not 5 to 10
Just go to work
he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
And Maybach Mitch on the beat too, bitch
Ooh, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, bitch, Ike
What kind of future will we all have when they've taken everything back
What will be left of us if we stay the course on this one way track
Been
the bench."
Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking
Things are fucked up, the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, I'ma change this
like h-o-v how I'm cooking all these bangers
On the break low key until I heard from all my angles
That I've been coasting and my futures looking
There was a lot of rocking going on that night
Cruising time for the young bright lights
Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door
the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level's still just a half of me
Blasphemy,
V.I.P. but ain't no bottles in my section
I just make the music that the models be requesting
Smooth when I walk
Don't hit me with no phones calls
I don't
the sirens of the factories
do not stop dreaming
and having hope
because the future
belongs to you
Because the future belongs to you! (chorus)
Because
I’m somewhat obsessed
I keep it like a child’s bike I gotta be Next
When money comes it piles high I jump to the net
This track is like it's mile five
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
goe
It's a track to reminisce to
Restaurant 5 star they know who we are
And the onlookers know too
People I used to know I let them go
Since they want
a sad face
Merry Christmas
This is lit mas
Working on these tracks like it's fitness
Boxing up the beat cuz we hit this
Fire bars equipped this
Making
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