Lyrics:
and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one
Greetings once again
Didjelirium still pon di mic
cnd The Handcart still pon di riddim my friend,yes !
Bringing dem conscious lyrics with a conscious
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by
The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
Exhausted when it’s hot
You can never say my song content’s a façade
I know myself by now, I’m no mirage
Whether or not I climb the charts
Is way up in
or the gang
My brother don't give it a thought
Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone
You know what we on
Yo Bailey we gone
When I walk my walk
way and do not f**k with me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Grinding hard just trying to see my brother free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't need no company
for the summer time
Bad bitches and Henny to sip
Told my brothers we gon' be fine
Diamonds on me like water they drip
Fast money I'm making a flip
New
the day i'm done
Stick be on my side you goin get that drum
Brother by my side he goin let his dump
Another homicide so don't be that one
Repping for
brothers[00:42.15]'Cause these bitches don't mean shit to me[00:43.75]If I got it, then we got it[00:45.09]'Cause you know that's how it's supposed to be[00:47.08]They be
that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds (funds)
Some brothers get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts
can you try to stop me
Also yo, your brothers tried to pop me
On the sneak tip, without me knowin
So I keep goin, and my rhymes keep flowin
On and on,
One of the other acts
I just had to come over here and ask
Have you guys ever thought
Of…forming a boy band? A boy band?
I’m serious why would we form
Whenever it comes to the lyrics I'm rappin' I got it, made
So back up off me, cause yo' rap
Have no hap' so slow dat and act like you know dat
Cause
Watch the crowd burst from lyrics that I say
To make the brothers get ill, and by the way Dukes
If that's your girl in the corner stay up on her
em know we in the house
CL hit em off with the verses
Never judge a book by the cover; discover the Soul Brother
With the Mecca Don Workin'
old man and grab a six pack
Tell my brother I love him
And give him something that will see him through the hard times
What's a brother for?
When
nah nah nah nah nah
My brothers stay healthy by rolling up marijuana
And I wanna be able to see a couple commas
In my bank account and I'm doing this
Crystal and Chloe them bitches is twins
I asked my brother like what is the plan?
He said to grind and finesse for bands
We did that already the dough in
bubbles on the double
Destroyin these fools who want to give me trouble
Ball with stuffle
Six feet women be lovin it
Brothers be thinkin o'
a burger
Slipped and became the victim of his own murder hunger
He got put six feet under by a small shorty that was younger
And this type of street
back
Brothers saying this and that
I'm just seating back, relaxing
Kicking facts, counting Jackson's
Relax, living the Solomistic, hieroglyphics
saying humid bands in my pants
Big knots in my pockets blue cheese way
Wtf is you doing
Me and Sneakyy stick together like twin brothers
Big B Balenciaga
you stand for (For what you stand for)
I'm by myself why else you think i got this band for? (I got this band for)
Now I got money in my pocket and my
with his
Auntie dropped off her Tesla, shit, I know that shit a ten
I'm a ball for my brother, no, I got him till I'm dead
See you actin' like a shooter
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