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up and down like the strippers in the club go
Up and down the pole
I was fiendin for your love tho
And its so ironic cause I met you in the club so
gripped up
Fit tucked now I'm gon give a lift up
Nip tuck fold close it's done
Hold her up by her legs in the golden sun
When it come to those ways she
Mixed by Big Jerm
Produced by Hoyle, and written by me
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I remember when I first came around, on Thomas Boulevard, in late July
(They saying damn)
What you had to sacrifice? (It goes down)
Like their glance when you're passing by
(We get plowed) 'Til we can't rationalize
We're type
never had no love like this
Ian never had no love like this
When it comes to you
I'm the man that you need
I'm that nigga from your dream
Look around
Phillie and started To bun Green
I tried to play the game
But I chose the wrong team
Cause certain people like to just Say what do it don't mean
So it's me
to nowhere
Take a step back, but its beckoning me forward
Toward the void, but my movement is ignored
Feel adored by a force as it steers me like a horse
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
key, I hate them
They made me unstable
This the fall of man
Call it Jenga
Low key, but I'm major
Painfully, dangerous
Plus I got the aim like a ranger
reggae)
But it went, but it went something like
Visit
I wanna visit the world
So now I visit the world
With my time on this world
Visit
I wanna
it.
But it we but it went something like.
Visit.
I want to visit the world.
So now I visit the world.
With my time on this world.
Because
Niggas'll praise anything
With a thousand likes
Switching day by day
Niggas live a thousand life's
But I can't call em out though
Shit I'd need
relax, lean back
I'm the best, fuck your feedback
Like a prophet, only speak facts
By myself, where my team at?
No, don't worry bout it I had to let em go
walk right
I use 2's by 2's
Like I'll you stupid
Toilet paper niggas streets up,
When It's time for me to use it
Take a picture of my hair cut
My
the tide is rising higher.
Look, it's strange,
Floating by.
Looks just like the ones,
That flow out and ride, oh, I will.
Golden age,
These golden times,
people
I'ma roll a nigga up like I was rollin' up a taco
Fuck it, hop out, make them Glocks go
And bitch the choppa got a stock hole
No serial code but
I'm living like royalty Mary Jane is the queen and I'm like the prince
Got me all fucked up, I'm going to ran while camping, get it cause I'm running
Meditating like I'm Gandhi
Getting high probably
Rocking harder than Rob Zombie
Still I rise, still I ride with my nine by me
Till I die, they ain't taking my
Train of thoughts, they be rounding, like it's stuck in a chain
Chain of memories, like memos I can't fucking explain, yeah
Greed in your agreements, got
and sees her all fucked off
By time he grabbed his strap I popped out took his head off
Then looked at the bitch took my knife removed his ring finger
Put it
Where does time go cuz it feels like it's lost
cnother cold winter going by in the frost
Keep ya wrist frozen I'm not caring what it cost
People
Wait Twocey on this?
Damn
I've come to take my place now
(Ain't no one safe better step outta my way)
Like always , I've been that guy
(Ain't no one
ain't no killin' me
I run the trap cuz I got the agility
It ain't no mystery you ain't got rid a me
I'd like to think that I, I got the vision
All you
and stay real jiggy, uh-huh
And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy
Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby!
You know it's hell when I come
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