Lyrics:
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I'm
run New York (yeah)
Watch out! We run New York (yeah) (Hurricane G hit em one time)
From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
I’ve been shocked by them shells
And when that trauma hits deep it leaves the bruises that swell
And It’ll show you what you're made of, guess it's time
Behind the light, behind the light
Walking faster down the street
Red eyes and no shoes on her feet
Going on this journey, determined to complete
This is
I swear I can't
This sh* hit different when it hit
I can't even sleep at night, I'm thinking bout some motion
Damn I wasn't thinking right, my body
Walking this journey of Christ
Going to cost me an arm and a leg
Yeah, limping all the way to Egypt
Just like David did
Woah, serving the body
of a cure
The journey never ends
Of that we are assured
You may say it's all so clear
Or you may say it's all a blur
I might say that I agree
Or I may say
up the album and give it a try for once
And run and tell your homies that these motherfuckers will die for us
So many questions, fingers pointing for
next level steez
Smoke out, conversation time
Album, mixtape, both combined
Fuck it, I'ma get what's mine
But I still feel like they sleepin'
So I
albums on his wish list
Love to listen far from reality, love the distance
Yeah in his mind them world was better
Felt his reality was lesser
Expressed in
career's a prophecy now
Better grab your jacket, 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
And when my album hit the stores it's sold out
Like these
I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge
Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college
And hit me on the phone, hit me up
Like
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
on top
I got this people on my
Come find me by the ocean
Come find me by the ocean
Come find me by the ocean
Come find me by the ocean
Come find me by
The longer the journey will seem to last, so
Sit back. Enjoy the ride
Smile at the people as they roll by
Let time unwind
We'll get there when we get there
You should watch your mouth lil homie or I'll get you hit
If you don’t wanna hear my story, then just plug your ears
Late at night, took a life, left
off
Steady working on the album
Racking up the missed calls
Fucking niggas on the first night
What is with yall
I'm a hypocrite, I still will put you in
myself a milly
Now my old bitches acting real silly
Time to celebrate yea cheers dilly dilly
Throw on all my jewels now its getting real chilly
Told by bro
Nectarine scent, she suckin on my pp
Abominable beats but the bars are phenomenal
Abdominal, call a hoe, hit her once, let her go
Whip the vette, skrt skrt
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