Lyrics:
with a narc
Jit you ain't put in work how you expect to get so far aye
Ones had to switch up and lie to me
I got myself ain't nobody gonna die for me
got me sleepy
New opp pack Im stuck
Smoke all the gushers I gotta re-up
Diamonds dancing on buss
Hit it once I cant love
Hit it raw cuz i dont need
hard to say
Up, down, turn around
Please don't let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I'll walk alone
I'll find my soul as I go home
Up, down, turn
rather beee with youuuuuu
[Wale]
Yeah
She said I love you she talks tellin' me to kiss her up
But when her friend visits I doesn't get it much
Its
know how I will ever make it up there
Even if I spent my whole life climbing, grinding
Seeing everybody that's already up above me
I never even beat my
to export? (Bern)
I move many in the area
Slide by Melrose and V'll take care of ya (What up, V?)
We hit the snow with the Y
And call the cereal milk, what
shippin' out Japan
Might just hit the Toosie Slide while pickin' out your mans
Pickin' out his grave
Niggas envious of me because I'm getting paid
Got
Many men tryna take my soul
I got my pole
He tryna spin the bend
Hit em up we looking for his potna
Time to spin again
Say a prayer look me in
Reason
You know these bars hard full of Onomatopoeia
Yeah bitch I wouldn't wanna be ya Call me lil Mike knock a hoe up out Her Sneakers
Yeah bitch you
it right
Tell me where you going baby girl, is you spending the night
Cause I got some tricks up my sleeve
Hit her from the back, like it rough, so I'm
calling me a jerk
I hit my plug I need the drugs contact name the clerk
She rubbing on me like I'm a genie I lift up her skirt
Beating up her kitty shit so
work in some grey techs
And I keep the glove on me, ain't talking about a latex
Old chick said she sick of me, still hit up my line though
Trapping out
Oh oooooo
I don't even know where I need to go
But I know
She gon hit me whenever she need it though
Like oooo yea
Imma start this like oooo yea
child
Take me for a fool crazy how does that sound
Oh nah don't get hit with the woo wop
Keep your mind straight keep it good and whatnot
Always be
it up
Goin crazy on the party bus
We gotta keep it lowkey
Ballin on niggas like Kobe
I am a badass no Joey
If you a freak then show me
A lot you
money)
I was trying to get my money up
Lay a op flat like tummy tuck
I be talking money like a bank teller
Play B-I-G then we hit 'em up
Playbook
Diamonds hit My gang froze
Pulling up on they hoes
Being trailed by my bros
I can see the stars
From in here
Been whipping luxurious cars
For right now
I
Just to ease the pain I felt yeah
I still count up by my lonely
Still got niggas 'round me don't know I know they crossed me
I'm way too nice
You be
la femme
What up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up
But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up
We talk without sayin nuttin'
You
at you Ma
Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!
What-up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up
But the type to hit it
Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
Why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I
Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
Why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I
(sumthn) but you know you wanna hit the floor
so baby wont you get up off the wall
turn around girl rewind it for me 1 2 3 4 lets go
verse 2
im feelin you
Built by real rhymes straight up menace, heh
Bring ya mics out and let the games begin
So we can battle for control of the city's grid
We da realist
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