Lyrics:
(yeah, shh, shh)
Sweep the game right with a broom
Fit right in like I ain't new
I met that bitch in the morning
Fuck that bitch straight by the moon
kobietę złotą
Byś ich nie zostawiał nigdy za robotą
Cały album dla was to nadziei dawka
Każda kartka garstka słów z wielkiego miasta
Dla każdego brata i dla
bragging 'bout watch and chain
Next album I'll probably rap about yachts and planes
Pull up on the block, all them yungens circle 'round the Porsche
Came
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
ik deed met de opps?
Zag je zijn face met de heat on my thing
Kijken en doen alsof hij het niet weet
Alle drie albums, die kwamen op één
Free al m'n
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
rapper at all times
Black Album, Fade to Black greatest of all rhymes
Black panther black standard, that the sage goes by
Black power, black leadership
Yo, wanna know something about my right arm?
I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarms
The fireplace's outta space with a lion's belt
Big jewels
accepted by reality but shit ain't feeling naturally
I naturally
See that I am actually
Not another nigga but a man who gonna gradually
Master thee
The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by
fucked for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
fucking up the dope
But hold on to ya hope
It’s precious like a jewel
Still got best friends that I met in middle school
I’m pitying the fool tryna stunt
got no time for sleep
Being cheap, Im in too deep, I got money in these streets
Bitch I’m steak’n out
I ain’t talk’n long horn
Human torch I got dat
wit me now
They say its my time the rollie is plain
The carti im busting it down
The fn is on me can't go like a sucker
These n****s ain't walking me
like I'm fucking dentist
Like a crouton bitch I'm by the lettuce
Wait did you get it (yeah)
Balling got a triple double n*gga
Bitch I'm flexing with no
gbam
God bless you I swear e no dey pay bills make you pay me o
Na only poor masses dey fear nemesis
Six to six men anaevu ike n'evuba and ọkwa by
I spit jewels I should shine like VV's
Being broke a Deep depression got To be Progressive
From the floor to the pinnacle
You say I ain't that n
the GOAT, young GOAT
Hold up, hold up
I am the GOAT, young GOAT
Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n****
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by
sensitive pussies n you seem to follow long
Offended by something I may say or do
Two Caucasian ass middle fingers in the air for you
First amendment states I
T mardi
Gras mask like in Face off
This Re-Up Gang movement it's the
Album of the year
Yeah they still push powder
Got talcum everywhere
My crooks, my
for Guns 'n' Roses
Yeah! C'mon!
Throw your hands in the sky
And wave em from side to side
And if you're in this life just gettin by
Somebody
the cash (yea)
We get the raccades when we get raccades
You n***** getting old you moving in the past age (yea)
By 2019 we gone be on top
By 2020 we gone
My robimy dwa w przód musimy uciec mu
Tańczymy rak'n'roll tańczymy rak'n'roll
Tańczymy rak'n'roll nawet ja tańczę cud
Ile masz w tym roku powodów
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