Lyrics:
a fife there
I couldn't resist the fife there
Somebody bought me a fife there
I've been playing since I was a kid
And now I've flipped my lid
The captain
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
have many fans. They are all P's
After the release of the new song, it is surrounded by reporters
Someone burst into a fire, someone went to eat some
in the system
Diminished by intentions, I was riddled with inflictions
Stayed steady with the pen, emotions always written
Enough with the lovin' I've
things, I'll aspire to do many things
And by many things, I mean everything, do anything, beat burying, flows varying
I'm an animal, cannibal, eat the beat
because it's hypocritical, nigga, you got guns
You surrounded by gangsters and killers, all your niggas
Like, the fuck is you talkin' about?
Nigga, talk
to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, A-$-A-P
I come from The Bay where the cuddies say "Yee"
Touchdown
has got me through it
All this skunk that I've been smoking
I've been drunk for a month
And i ain't gassing, i ain't gassing
I ain't ever lied
And for
wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see
Facing down a blunt while I'm chilling on the deck
Hennessy drown out my enemies none of niggas can get to me
Just got a bag watch me flip me a p for
as your host for today
This track we're about to play reminds me of my ex
Fuck that
Anyways, here's Fitch with the album
P.s. I'm Good, Luv.
Enjoy
It's 1AM
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
to say i made the best Grime albums anymore
the man know that i did
anybody upset can hit my DM’s
i shine through the dark just like 3M
no typo there’s p
I'm a young boy, straight from north Flo
My heart so cold, R.I.P Fro
I'm from city where I can stay, but can't go
I could leave by myself or take my
name
I thought by now I'd be covered in ice, hope I can cover the rent
I thought by now I'd be platinum like twice, last album double cement
I don't even
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
Yeah
Yeah buddy
Yah
Beau
Vans on cap low below the eyebrow
Keep if funky T.O.P. that's my style now
Got a temper like my pops need to calm down
(Need
mind and next time we'll see who's on it
Even my boys think I'm mashing with p's so I'm not
even shocked by the war on the streets
And they think that
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
they say sheep's on fire
I feel like death jam, just sound starter mayer
I've been a g since I was chewin' on a pacifier
I keep that nick cannon with
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