Lyrics:
wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that
Sometimes I feel lost like a runaway
Read over the dier
Reap while I stay
Getting Rich-ard like Pryor
Need to put the gun away
Cause I got
(I just like the sound of it)
Grr, ooh, ooh, boom
Grr, boom
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough on his doley
It's far away I am today From scenes I roamed a boy
cnd long ago the hour, I know I first saw Illinois
Not time nor tide nor waters wide Could wean
at the foot of the hill where the smoke curls up to the sky
By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell hat there's poitin, boys, close by
For it fills
from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay is
My game is tough to play, I'm tough to weigh like your safe is
The aim is, to make you recognize what
like a 100k miles past crazy
Money made niggas show love
Soon as your pockets get slim they shady
I see him getting white boy wasted thinking about how
Spanish with the plug havin' convos
Bleek Lair ran lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload
In the top, hit
untouched (forty-five mil')
Pick me up from when the jet lands
Black bags in my Louis bag
Fresh from San Fran' (straight from the Bay)
What's a ticket? Stop
are driven by one straight from hell
And a fury takes over the sea
And the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words well
The storms of November are
Richard
Admire The Fangs
Observe Claws
Fear The Pack
Of The Wolf In The Stage
Alpha Not Omega
Strength with No Mega
A Demon Inside
Don't Be Fooled By
from
Done so wrong got me looking dumb
Got so cold and I'm feeling numb
Bumping 03 Got me scared of love
But I go by my Toxic line
I go by my toxic line
to stay
I'm a Louisiana boy with a pocket full of money and a love for the delta bay
One more day and I'll be there by dawn
I can't wait to see that
Everybody from the block was lookin' to pop it, I was the monster who
Took this shit to the top, boy, like I'm Shane or Sully, the game is funny
Woah,
let the rap begin
We're a family, united and strong
DCB Derby City boys, we can never go wrong
From the stage to the streets, we bring that fire
With
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
like this could even make the devil commit suicide
hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's
Haloes were
the head to the feet
Exotic only, I swear you could tell by the flakes on the leaf
Boy, I'm the chief like I'm Keef
Girl, cut it short with the talking, be
Ọmọ trenches ninu Lamborghini
VVS lọrun jaiye n Santorini
Aṣọ Gucci sokoto Amiri
Toba shele wa mo pe ẹsha ni Richard Mille
Ọmọ Ologo
To ba ti rimi o
(Sign here)
(Here)
(And uh here)
(And initial here)
(Good)
Dinner party at sins table
Nights host was so pale and plain
He said, run the game boy
feeeeel gooood!]
I've lived in a tent with all my shit inside a bindle boy
Rose up from the gutter, now I'm eating tenderloin
Pretending that I'm Fry
So we'll be lookin for that boy in a sto-Lo
Fuckin' Lauren in a foreign call her Lo-Lo
Fuckin' Monay from the Bay call her Mo-Mo
You know me talkin'
Put hands on niggas they fall like they saw the holy ghost
All the way from Richards Bay that's where we hold the coast
My dreams were kinda slowed
litty
We smoke them niggas like hallo
When you from my hood you a homeboy
When you spitting fire you a dope boy
I am moving fast you are slow boy
Never
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