Lyrics:
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
Couple years ago i probly woulda spazzed
Ignorant
Nowadays i gotta stay focused on the business
Bout to flip the whip
And get the paccage with rims in it
and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click
And we're talkin' about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life
Can you tell
something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm
out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That
not enough for scatpacks
My lil change imma keep and stack until my cash back
Im stuffin grams in my socks and cash in my backpack
My lil homie into
Lil momoma so fire I ain't gonna lie
Can't help but stare every time she walks by
Shape just right yeah she my type
Worth more than a dime she's
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
switching them lanes
I'm finna run up a M by myself
I don't need you lil' bro, I just hang with the gang
Hop in a Bentley, hop in a Trackhawk
End of the day I
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
finna go crazy
Lil boy, why you tryin' to play me?
Sly like a Foxx, like my name was Jamie
Feel like the G.O.A.T, like my name Tom Brady
Pokémon, hold up
clothes, mane
And if your boy trip, I'ma bust a clip
Y'all bitches can't fuck with me and Lil Flip, nigga
Nigga, nigga
Yeah, nigga
This for the real
clothes, mane
And if your boy trip, I'ma bust a clip
Y'all bitches can't fuck with me and Lil Flip, nigga
Nigga, nigga
Yeah, nigga
This for the real
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
it
VVS ain't something that I want, I want a Trackhawk, tinted
Niggas running fast just tryna catch up, now y'all niggas winded
Ain't beefing with
good don't it,
rock the spot won't it? (Yeah, Yeah Yeah)
We doin this early, me and my squad we ball like
Mel, Lock, Lem, Lil' Flip and Curly (Yeah, Yeah
a while no heel flips
She looked me dead in my eyes and say she like my album
Me and Skeez did twenty five had us rapping louder
Speaking of quarter man im
you everythin' that I had
I think it's probably one the best albums I wrote, in fact
I remember writin' to it, thinkin' y'all would love how I rap
But
albums?
Naw dog, I started off on the block
I just did shit to get shit
Niggas always knew I was down to hit shit
That's why I stay wit shit
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