Lyrics:
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
the Ultralight Beam
Like I'm Ye, see amazing
MR got duos
Like Yeezy and Jay-Z
Popped a few lil xans
They said my vision hazy
Painted the portrait, while niggas
The city that I represent talkin' all that shit
Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow scratchin' fools off
bleed it
I'm so greezy for the baggage cause I need it
Stack high, lay low, ball out all season
Get money boys Mr. I stay scheming
For baby joe do it
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
one and roll one
Tunechi like a penny with a hole in it
Cause I don't let these bitches
Get they hopes up i got Tony Montana, no cut
I gets all my drugs
the eraser
I don't discriminate I flip a bitch too
She got to be eliminated I kill a bitch too
She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her
get this cream (Get it, get it)
Givin' y'all the dope without the triple beam (Drogas)
Always stayin' fresh, I'm on my Mr. Clean (Yeah)
I'm straight up
[DoItAll] Hey yo Funke wake up!
[Mr. Funke] Huh?
[DoItAll] Turn your radio up!
[Mr. Funke] What?!
[DoItAll] It's us!
[Mr. Funke] It's US?!
[DoItAll]
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
got to get money,big ball motherfuck
Str8 jackin' to tha ones who doubt me
I'll pour a glass of henessy and say it loudly
Hook: I'll jack yall up
str8
Yo, 'Law
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
Yeah
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, ya know I'm sayin'?
against it, so get up off your ass
Because this is the place, and right now is the time
To let 'em know where I stand and how I get down for mine
They
on flossin
Fuck the robbery I be on extortion
Embrace the lecture, test taste the texture
Not Lance Rivera, nor Mason Betha
Get the 8 and stretch it, til
ugh
Over
Over
Over
OVER
Every good lie has a lil truth in it
Like every bad bitch got a lil youth in em
I get established i could get a few million
Eh yo what up Jerm beats crazy bout to get my drink on
Go to one of them high school parties you know what I'm sayin
Eh yo if you got a cup put it
Here we go
Yea
This one
Is dedicated
To one of the greatest
That ever did it
Hey Mr Bob
What you think about all the shit going on in the world
the sole, the solo
You shorten up my name
You can call me Mr. Ono
The rest counts 1, 2, 3
Now reverse 3, 2, 1
Raise my hands in victory
Cause im the only one
and disrespect all the same
Thinkin' it gon' get you higher to us Gods up in the game
Be strokin' pride and swallowing everything but their ego
Then talking
now
So I’mma change the game
I miss real rap
Miss all the OG’s
You know who it is
All the young cats wanna be rappers
Listen up OG Style baby
Told you
I’m a Leo baby, she a Cancer
Damn Lil’ Sleep pull your pants up
Tell em’ get it how you live man, back up
I’m on 580 with a bad one
Damn Lil’ Sleep pull
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I
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