Lyrics:
brakes swing
Broski, you can't hang
When I pull up, baby, you know I'm with the gang
Poppin' bottles all night, yeah, I'm off the drank
Baby, I don't
Young Nigga but I’m old school
Like why tf I would follow you I make my own rules
You turn 1 into 2 I turn 1s to 2s
I was up 100 racks when I made
the public schools
Speaking from experience we just wanted lunch foods
That didn't make us throw up
They hate what we grown into
But if you listened to us
You
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
don't know bout that
I don't fuck with money but I need it all in cash
Album feature from me mean you got a movie cast
Give you brain like I'm Jimmy,
into trusting
Made one hundred thousand, plus ten
I don't want you, need your best friend
RDT slides, get to stepping
She ain't ever seen it rain before,
of the Master Wizard, and clove mercilessly into the glorious ranks of the Imperium
And all who were touched by this ruinous arc of coruscating radiance knew no
you)
She's like 5' 3''
Girl, talk to me
She want the
Hermes, Laurent
And Celine
She's the finest thing
How she wants
Those things
Im falling deep
Into
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Go, why don't you just go
Go sing
Go do an Afro-Soul album
Like everybody else?
And I was like you don't understand
I'm burning inside
I'm burning
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
The quality of the work you put into achieving your goals dictates the impact those goals Will have On the future you are hoping for
My ultimate goal is
Huh, shawty picked Celine over Hermes
Generation M you know its me and my mans
Moneymovements, cash up in my jeans, you know im giving it out
He wanna
just want you to be my meta, girl
I just want you to be my meta, girl
Throw them glasses on, jump into my meta world
I just want you to be my meta, girl
you friends that I done lost since
I came into my own saw my worth amongst the bosses
Married to this game like we dedicated
Nickel plated names bitch
set the bar, maybe for you I'm bespoke
Real talk, big mood, all along the coast
We been visiting these cities, took the show out on the road
Like Dion
colors been my biggest rival , can't walk into a fuckin public place undecided I don't need no fuckin hook to get you get you vibin ,
They wanna be just
The Phoenix
The Phoenix
Aye yo what's good?
Man, this ya guy Lyfe Jennings, once again, man
I just want to start off by sayin', 'Thank you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader than the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son don't
a friendzone
Adapted to take the high throne, bitch welcome into my biome
I can blow your fucking mind
I can make that lightning strike
Maybe if you give me time
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
Got Jim hatin
Make it by just fine you know we never scrapin'
If you pull up to the crib, this glock give yo ass a spankin'
On the Kawasaki, full
If you're dealing war, backwards stay far
We're dealing with truths and rights
Come some more into my sight
Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik
CELINE but they steal every flow
And now they just keep it, I'm going I'm going I'm going until I lie flat on the floor
(I, I'm by myself I got no
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