Lyrics:
shit in the limousine
Okay, rappers wrap it up (yeah)
Kaytraminé best rap album, competition none (yeah)
Underrated, they tryna act like I ain't drop
you one
Wide big Lincoln, why's this guy on the side for the stinking?
Watch task force dash forward lookin marveled
It's a big chance, big pants,
you one
Wide big Lincoln, why's this guy on the side for the stinking?
Watch task force dash forward lookin marveled
It's a big chance, big pants,
up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
You'd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts,
and put out that wack flow track?”
He’s looking for a rap that’ll make him stack dough fast
And come out with a whole album like “I’m in 2Pac mode class!”
setting fire to these beats, homie, that's mandatory
If I'm rapin' classic tracks, it's too old to be statutory
Most the rap media so pussy they had me
tryin to measure my blow
If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0's
If you counting by the whips than
where you from (We don't)
Bet dat lil nigga goin run
It's da nigga from da Side wit a lot cake (Stizzy)
Boy you niggas ain't eatin you ain't gotta plate
ask me if am I dropping heat and I’m like yes yes, yes y’all
I’m coming with that style that you can’t fuck with
Ya man’s playing both sides
the back
One and done her ass I'm finished you could gon take her back
Now let's get back to rap
These niggas know that I'm gifted
I need my bread like
God got me, I know God got me
The car frame in two lanes, it's a wide body
She'd rather fuck me in her brain but try to side eye me
Them Flower City
WITH SCARS)
(DREAMS TO REALITY) Ye uh
Ye uh
Cuz i'm really cool off this rap shit
Still making bands off tha backend
Free my niggas that got locked for
Ladies and gentleman
(Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on right here
(We ain't gonna stop)
Can y'all
In my neighborhood, there are two options
You can be a lawyer or a doctor, learn in middle school
Adore your mom and coppers, not the criminals
But I
wanna see some true colors, well I‘m white and I rap, but that don't mean I wanna be black. Every person from Brekenridge gets up when they hear this
you let her?
Me, I never let that slide
Two people two different side
Two people two different side
Two people two different side
Two people two
could teach em a lesson
By my lone so I can do it for my kids two
Sisters murdered brother doin bis (business)
I promised the clip I had to do it big
My
by my side
Promise you gon’ be my ride or die
My girl foreign, my whips foreign
Everything I get, yeah, it’s gonna be foreign
Best believe I’m awake,
door with ease this shit a rap
I hit 2 times I'm in the stats
Know this next line is only facts
Swear to god to the east side I'm coming back
I been
flat, make you look inferior
Funny how my throwback matches the interior
I ain't scared of ya, c'mon let's be serious
Can't catch me I'm "2 Fast 2
chest
Blood gets spit up (geah)
You can't believe it like aids with eazy
Fools be droppin when I be
Poppin 'em straight lookin' breezy (geah)
Damn why
evidence up in trial
When it comes to Profiling the Records is undeniable
Black hoodie My Adidas laced to Perfection
Wouldn't You Be Illin if you matched
shit ain't fake, I gotta break and get the fuck by from this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when
around with my strap like "where they at?"
All these rap niggas hold us ?
You will never be a legend like the Gucci Man
You will never be taped up like
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