Lyrics:
so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you
I took a walk by the big dogs n****s turnin' they head
They listen to my music but can't holla? Them n****s scared
But it's cool wit me b**** you
forward now to quarter two
First two weeks and no lounge crew
Then I tested positive, I had to be apart
Couldn't see y'all, damn. Hurting my heart
Here we
shorts in the summer Timberlands when it snows
Sometimes I like to chill sometimes I like to mingle
Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor
message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June
Ayo
Sitting right next the beef
Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion
of explosives. I see
four guards where the entourage started,
just pinpoint the target, so we can get
started.
Reepz 2:Yo nigga, I'm all for
but gave em four for one hundred
I was hustling, Music too loud
Momma fussing every hour of the day bass thumping
Wasn't comfortable with niggas coming
Than stashing poison for the youth
Even though I'm meant to
Influence through this music
It's safer to form a better habit
Is it we've got the juice
takin' subliminal
Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white
positive thoughts I'm trying to spread them round
People take me for granted cuz every time they let me down
Staying to myself just like I'ma new kid
Puff
how shit this album be
It gon always my first always OG
It will always be the first by me, Repea
We gotta start somewhere to claim our seats
So even if
the night time
Yeah this one is for the night time chilling by the boombox
Looking at the stars while I'm sitting at the rooftop
11 pm, thinking Carpe Diem
for tracks
You dudes talk shit, tryna mentally haze me
But those cheap shots never could phase me
They could never amaze me
Your bullshit never could
the house that means nobody is safe
How can a reverend preach, when a rev can't define
The music of our youth from 1979
We rap by what we see, meaning
nigga gone go for sure
I don't trust dese whores
Dey cheat on most ah Dey niggas 4 sure
Go getchu sum money starting drama
U niggas be bored
Live by da
out, Italian leather made in Italy, man, Look what God did for me, Through the disappointments,I named the album anointed, cause I feel like the chosen
that new album, you know?
When you got it, is was like nothin else mattered
Mic Boyd: Oh yeah, yeah, I guess, you had to pay for that shit
Classified:
pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if
on the internet, to your face and on record
For the record, I know the muck from which out you have stepped
First you sound like Beatnuts, then you're mr. 4
aware
I been playing the back from a lack of promotions
I never was one for the bragging and boasting
I guess I was hoping the music would speak for
down like that for the nine-seven
This is my dialogue on this album
It's Magoo's album featuring me, Timbaland
'Cause he's so ill, I can't even rap
Focused and became better than the old me
So I always stay hoping on beats
Rapping with a flamed out heat
So hard you can't take a seat
Music if for keeps
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
First off the money is my lingo
Even under pressure I'm hitting just like a free throw
You niggas still get distracted
How you know it's bad music
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