Lyrics:
want you to do this one for all
the boys 'round the way, you know what I'm sayin'? Same shit 'bout
all those stank bitches.
Verse 1: JT Money
Hey
only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way that I speak, Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two
sold a drug so it's
Shout-out to them check droppers
First of all, a couple of things number one
Luka's the truth luka's
The truth luka's the best i'm
forth and back
Like some soldier's strapped
Set to take you off the map
This is more talk than rap
I'm in the almanac for
Killing and assaulting tracks
the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware
make you wanna cry
But suck it up, button up, go ahead and do your thing
For I'm already high
Smoke, smoke fest time
[phil the agony]
Yo yo yo
Whenever
these bitches, I'm ballin' now
Yeah, I'm ballin' now
Flexed up, I'm next up, I came for it all
Best of the west, bitch, I came and I saw
Textin' me,
Bitch! oh ah
Imma go stop by the bay
Killers they masking their face
What you know 'bout dropping lose game?
You mixing fame with the game
You drop
hustle in the things that I bought
Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin' you, I'll pay that twice
can cut
Myself off from the calculations of empress, empires, and the sinners
For advancement of human suffering
And other things trying to impede my
Everything fell apart on me but I made it work
You thought it was over for me I made you learn
I knew I’d change the game when I got my turn
Forever
bubbles just lookin' for trouble
When Mrs. Murphy moved the furniture.
Now she's got us by a big picture window
With a clear view of the Jersey bay far
timed
I'm playing like Kobe, I ain't doing this for trophies I want a crib in the tropics
I'm simply the best
This is not pride but confidence at its best
timed
I'm playing like Kobe, I ain't doing this for trophies I want a crib in the tropics
I'm simply the best
This is not pride but confidence at its best
[Yella]
I told y'all
Come and lay the arms for Eddie Bow part two
They still sweatin' so hard, and it's a shame they need more
'cause way back in
yesterday
(Yesterday, ah, you) hold me by my head
(Hold me by my head, head, yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday
(Yesterday, ah you)
I lay, I pray, for
cigar, mad papers and
Jah, jah bless though, I'm not alone
They tappin our phones so they
Know where the best go
You in the presence of stars
Now Little
much I cant say, to my best friend Eddie,
My father, guarilla, abuelo Rudy, to my brother drama
I'll be back for you one day
We could be anywhere
on they neck
Feel like Jordan playing when I'm sick I'm still at my best
My success gone kill for respect
Last time I did a drill it Was
Shhh you know can
Fishers of men
Follow Me
Follow Me
Follow Me
Follow Me
At the end of myself
Judgment calls out my name
I've been looking for love
But I'm swallowed by
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
Mr X's biggest mistake was messing with us, if you ask DJ Khalid (hah) "we the best!"
I guess some introductions are at hand, my name is Eddie but
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
a brand-new Jeep that'll shine
We'll take it deep in the pines, sink it deep in some grime
And just for fun, I'll buy another for you dad cuz you're my
Best
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