Lyrics:
crew
A little 1942
And it all got comfortable in the coupe, yeah
It's just another LA night
Everybody's somebody
Fast livin' there be another
front your school, but I ain't goin' to Kettering
Cough up a lung, 313 where I'm from
Xan got me cross eyed like Bernstein's son
Any nigga try to copy,
like sitting by the fire
With my toes in the sand
And somebody busts out their guitar and
Everybody joins in
But being with you is better than sitting by
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
orgasm
Let's do the twitch
Well it's the new dance craze
And everybody's doing it
Even Helen Hayes
Which doesn't rhyme with corn
But I call it maize
So
driver, a soldier an' a mechanic.
He was also a friend to everybody he ever met.
Ray taught me the value of Faith an' family,
The American flag, hard
And I feel like we got good grades
But I wanna be on a roll
She told me they're not artists let 'em starve and just let 'em go
She don't know
Now her
Dibiase, lookin' like money
Slammin' bitches on the table, D-Von Dudley
She just put it in her mouth
Got her sayin yummy
It's time to play the game, Hunter
the dollar
Now the whip I be pushing
This shit got more class than somebody that's tryna be a doctor (Goo)
Niggas cant pass me whip so classy I fucked around
and
Thought somebody could choose me
No more standing there beside the walls
Now I got myself together, baby
And I'm having a ball
As long as you're grooving
But I get back up
You ain't stopping me
On my path I run
I Ain't got time for no fun
Grab a sword
Grab a gun
Fight alone
Fight together
Ima win
Under
ain't got no ceiling
You can bet that's where I'm headed
I'm spitting sweating venom
Ok well then go and get em
Everybody knows somebody hotter
But i
Raza
My kush got a light frost
My bars music made by God
A real boss
And my flows sick
Eat spring rolls with Eel sauce
Everybody eat
Get a piece of that
to want the fame and glory
I wanted to shit on everybody that hated on me
But I am who I am you can’t change my story
Shit I made it this far somebody
got you feeling alright
By my side
We get live
Gear was in reverse but I'm switching it to drive
Forget everybody else I need you
I been working for
guilt, but
It's right by my side, there's nowhere to hide, oh
I make big money, drive big cars
Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star
Virginia
really felt much
But you showed me how
When you went away, I got ill
How was I not supposed to feel tilted and broken?
We were young and we shone
well done on the double with cheese
Special order for anybody that's comin' for me
Shit you probably flinch if somebody sneeze
You see they got me
And everybody's putting their
Laptops on the pool table
Playing songs through these big-ass
Speakers it was crazy and they wanted me to
Play, so I plugged in,
didn't sign me
You know what happened, it was some A&R's that fucked with me though
But then like the heads, it'd be somebody at the company that'll say
everybody to fit into the same suit. But like, you know, that's deception. That's deception.
(Talking to someone offstage) Ok, let me just, I think this is
and tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Ayy, yo,
and tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Ayy, yo,
calories
I got a hashtag
I'm back for everybody washing they feet and face with the same wash rag
Light-skin back, I flash gamma
This old lady on crack
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