Lyrics:
I never thought I would've made it
Then afterwards, they mistake it, chro
I'll be here for sure, don't worry
And mi say my, my, my m-my
It's
impatient when it come to money makin'
From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
For the lil' nigga with that glock ridin' around in somethin'
separate flows
Of music's martyrs
Threw my flag into the ground and
Claimed your land for starving artists
Style messiah, Hot like a volcano with fire
Dear
hour of rec
My transfer still 'round, Grant Parish ain't designated me yet
Givin' gang raw uncut for free, pay me by takin' heat
I experienced what I
I'm sorry for your loss
It's somebody dead in the car and it's probably one of yours
The writing all across the window in the walls
Whether it was
for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck
like sciatic
If it ever was a time, more important than right now
Is the time being spent by my niggas locked down
They runs in the ground and I can't
deep
It's mad how I gets so hot
It's mad how you get me by (by)
It's me, it's me, it's me, it's-
Look in my eyes, tell me a tale
Do you see
carrier
Couple more bands, we can roleplay
I’m the new teacher and she so late, Where my khakis
Or she’ll be da boss who I ask for a raise (Unhuh)
She tells
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario
tell me make I not Look back
Belike that old lady for bible when look Back e turn to salt
I still day Mello down I nor put body if the Matter hot
I fall
switches
When I'm in the city, I'm handling business What you mean, Threat
I'm pullin ' up on these niggas by gettin' wet Jump out game, we hit your neck
Check it, and I don't get by with nothin' I can't leave in 30 seconds
But my kids, they think mommy a teacher
They don't know, for the love of this
I make
be sold
I'm sick of psychotic society, somebody save me
Addicted to drama, so even mama couldn't raise me
Even the preacher and all my teachers
Her car aint that nice, but she drive it hella fast
Beat it in the back, Gna need a body cast
She like the pace, feel like a shotti blast
Pussy
know say one day my money go come
My money go come
E too sure for me
My money go long
Make you wait and see
Their body go hot woto woto
If dem put
the whole world's against me, I know I got your love
If I was in a cell for the rest of my life
I know I'd hear your prayers in the middle of the night
(That's right)
My young G's puttin' in work with his borer
Causin' trauma, I was so surprised (Ayy)
Slim got four for the price of one
Tell your friends
work with his borer
Causin' trauma, I was so surprised (ayy)
Slim got four for the price of one
Tell your friends, "Slide back" 'cah it's over time
I say be aware
Of false teachers
For they will come to you
In sheep's clothing
But they inwardly
Are as ravenous wolves
(And their fruit is bad)
It started off with just a beat box, tryna get my shit hot
All I had was time so I ain't even have a wrist watch
Had the teacher thinkin' I was
Check it, and I don't get by with nothin' I can't leave in 30 seconds
But my kids, they think mommy a teacher
They don't know, for the love of this
I make
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