Lyrics:
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
me
Man, shit couldn't feel wronger to me
Now I'm just howlin' at the moon
I can't assume n****s gon' listen to me
So when I'm out here prowlin'
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
aight you listening? Look
Look you can't educate me about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't see one guy that I think's
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on,
convict me for kickin black on wax
I walk the street with a battle axe
Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence
Cause when you die, you'se a past
don't like me
Just wait til' I go and get these bands
My mama told me one day
I'm gon' be a successful man
These n***** bitching out here
Seems like they
fork, know he gotta make some good product
I shake n bake the jakes everyday put the ball in my court, come around here nigga get shot
Won’t have nun yo
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I've been getting paid
You want me then I'm yours yeah, Bitch I'm here
ain't ginger but youll listen what i tell ya
If you a fake n'gga my dogs gon smell ya
One thing about me i ain't never been a failure
Lemme say that
They would see my demise
N I been tryna keep my gaurd up
You don’t kno my life
N u don’t what I like to harbor
I’m from the streets
Where drug money
if I must bust Said again I been good But I'm still in the streets with heat Cause a nigga gotta eat Its a Bone thing what? Cause I love some money
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Seven, eight to the seven, one
We put in work and we ride out
Got rippers here got killers here
There ain't really any
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Got damn the streets cold, got damn I got to keep that heater on me
It gone be a homicide when you wake up in the morning
Caught this lil hoe walking
assassin
Never show my money you can only imagine
P**** so good I slayed it like a dragon
You can’t be for the street’s tryna slide with me
Out here doing
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