Lyrics:
up)
What can I do
I am Mike Brown, I am Felando, I am Walter Scott plastered on every channel
Media love the frenzy, the ratings they make revenue
But
on a date race and sedate
I know you lie you just don't lie to my face
I can't be great ‘til… i can escape
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
Had an M5
When
Y'all already know, Game Brown, Jesus, Neighborhood Hero
I'm the hard rock, Migo
This is shit, she doesn't know
She think I love it here, wanna go
stay fit yeah
Holy Shit (Shit)
Scott bezel all on my wrist (Scott Bezel)
Mac all over my cheese (Cheeee)
I be feeling obese yeah
I want my piece
In the penthouse with my boy Snow
Picked up by my bootstraps
Now I'm rich and I'm selling like bricks at my shows yo
Hash-Browns irrelevant getting
Uh yuh
Uh yuh uh yuh
L E S
New York
What up baby
Nino Brizzy Brown
Stand up what up
You know what it is
We super thuggin up in here
King Nino
You
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
your Sega sit
Then I bang the controller, 'til the game say over
In the Bricks we'll stick ya when ya plane lays over
[Chorus]
[Sy Scott]
Yo, y'all
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
a nigga you love?"
Well I want you to know how I
Feel since I'm in that position
I feel like Nino Brown, nigga
Minus all of the snitching g money
We
with the world outside
But we know what's wrong or right
Can't let darkness dim our light
I'm by your side, just hold on tight
We on, we on this road
Give it here... uhh
Mic testing one two
Right about now I want to have a little fun with this
And just talk a little bit of junk ya know
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
Secretly they fantasize
But they know they'll never paid be to play
Yea
I'ma kill one of you young punks
With a old school flow
Flow flow
Though I
let me break this down
I used to pack pipes like Wesley Snipes, and new jackin' like Nino Brown
Puttin' brothers in fear lettin' ya know that Big Boy
a Zulu love)
Uh
Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done
Sneak
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
I'm still here
I ain't ever went nowhere
I'm still here
Let's get one thing clear
I'm still here
If you ain't know by now
Take a good look around,
the city, let a bitch know
Red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
Rick Brown leave ya, do it like I'm Big Mike
Jabar home, going on his fifth Rolls Royce
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
ya
Your Jesus Josephus Flavius
I’m preaching, no tithes or offerings
Please don’t shoot, I’m just the messenger
Bringing you truth from hidden
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