Lyrics:
I hit the bank, cash out
Get in her homie, she pokin' her ass out
Swerve in the Lambo, hide by the crash out
Put the foreign in reverse and I back
You can still find Ev on the block
Somewhere between a hard place and a rock
My dresser draw gun under the socks
Nothing fun about shooting one
nigga?"
I don't know
Teaching my kids to be like me, and ain't nobody want new shit
Guarantee, you make an album take my vocab, so fuck the mic up
block
Sold by the dozens with my cousins for a private stock
Nothing's gonna stop me now, Y'all can quote that
Said that I was talking out of my league
My life is a haunting which is haunted by the looks of you
My old man ran away because he's scared to really face the truth
Tired is
cemturies
Album on the way I know that Shit overdue
Nero is b best yeah I know d Story is older news
Chain game looking hella frosh Ma God
U don't Wana test
will be a new single on the 6th no matter what
I may drop more but like I said
I'm only gonna give my best
There's a reason why I keep saying finesse
looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing
I'll do mine kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't
By any means
Gotta feed my kids take care of my family
By any means
If I gotta kill you you won't kill me by any means
By any means
By any means
, don't catch a shot kid (Uhh)
I'll spin the block kid, i got them pocket rockets (Pocket rockets)
Somebody tell 'em chill, i'm a show 'em whats real (Uh)
Just to get a glimpse, girls breakin' they neck, man
Blinded by the light glistenin' off the brake lane
Bow hot as ever, I ain't lost no step
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
new
Niggas want me dead, for a bag and a
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
It's a New Wave
War incoming it's a new phase
People changing, got a new face
Better step back I'm the hearts ace
Running in cycles stuck in a maze
the fuck wanna spar with a vet?
I'm Alexander the Great when I'm marchin' on armies again
I got a spring in my step
Slinky when it goes down, like Monica
Treating the block like it taught me a new religion
Im screaming death to the competition
When will they bring us up in there discussions
when they do it
a plan.
And jam your fuckin fist and fuckin grab the kid. Pull it out by it's leg it's your only chance.
You wanna be the only man with a new born? (huh?)
New York smokin' LA weed
I hate a bitch named Pebbles like LA Reed
I dead niggaz like Pac and Big, blocks to live
These niggaz can't eat like
Deceit, the lies, intentions
But we ingest it now
By proxy face removal
Rid them of their voice
This will now control you
Step in, code controls you
He
M
Don't need no new friends
Y'all niggas hangin by a thread
Cut off the loose ends
I need me a fuckin M
Don't need no new friends
I need me
when lights on the street
Coke bottles, sticks, rocks man and fights in the street
Just A kid playing with matches sneaking in buildings for fun
New kid
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
goes his mother left him on a church step
First step was out the front door then the first left
Down the block to the spots where the worst kept
Thirty
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