Lyrics:
a girl?
Your daddy Black, your mama white
He got the best of both worlds
But you up here rappin’ for shock value
What, you askin’ for some drama?
So if
hope was the light through the cracks
'Cause otherwise it was very dim
If I was scared to die, I'd be scared to live
Escorted to paradise by the seraphim
shit
Gettin by with this shit, shit I'm gliding on this shit
Word
I'm just orangin' my way right through this cold world
I just outplayed a bitch, she
feel it
When that pain hurt deep and you dont know why
You can tell I aint right by the look in my eyes
Gangsta to the core I was taught not to cry
So I
siren
Got pulled over by cops scared they maybe firing
It’s absurd how this world is crazy violent
& disturbed by those that protect and serve
But treat
submarine like earthlings don't play with the sea
Pisces said leave the titanic alone and let it be
Covid took over the world and Donald trump didn't want
on lock
And figure four got the stock
Plus we the foundation for these dreaded juggernauts
Who got world domination on the mind
Done to our design
East
music
Showing a four pound around town, but never gon use it
I'm registered by my gangsta, you barely touching me G
Now feel you got the edasity,
Yo
uh
From the land of Illegal search and seizure,
Gotta work to Earn ya leisure, where they pray for Jesus when the world is burning with a fever,
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
come the light now nigga they
Dead
Crack scarfs for my fucking glory
Talking shit up in my territory
Another day another world's sad story
Verse 2
the clout
Four in a half, no doubt
If it's a showdown you gotta be prepared to go down
Real niggas make the world go round
And what
Chorus x2
Sometimes I look up in the mirror
And I stare at myself i stare at myself
Can't believe I'm scared of the world
Or I'm scared of myself
I'm preparing
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
eyes
Crawling on fours, every time I slide by
Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth
Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways
I was raised by winners
Niggas who park benzes up at that Staples Center
Now that gangsta nigga, I'm
ass
And a taste legit
I don't have to waste a whole case of Crist'
All it takes is my pretty
Face and my gangsta wit
Lace the click, cause we all share
the world, I don't tuck the chain
And I walk like, yeah I need the 'cane/caine
But dawg that's the shotty, trust me I ain't playing
War, I'm ready for it to go
The man the music the making the king
Constantly builded by me
A million men marching like Calling them the king kong
The verse making the world sing
My
these niggas they be talkin out they neck man
Fuck around get dropped by a left hand
Or that 40 leave a hole in yo neck man
Who you thought i was you know
One, two, three, four
I'm counting the Ms I'm making next
I ain't a gangsta but let a nigga try me
Like lawn chair they gon fold
Even though I spit like
nigga they
dead
Crack scarfs for my fucking glory
Talking shit up in my territory
Another day another world's sad story
Verse 2
The ogs love me cause I got jammed and didn't flow through the wire
I stand on principles and morals taught by gangstas and hustlers
Pimps and players
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