Lyrics:
Quick to strap up, you'd think my name was "kid, back up"
Big niggas, pick that up or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
fresh so clean in
A seven-four pound with the
Windows rolled down
Like twenty on my neck, feel like the king
No crown i be proud of them they def in
On my
hands in the air, if you's a true player)
Hören Naughty By Nature wie damals und so
Hebt die Arme jetzt hoch, denn die Party geht los
Also ey bro (Hip
the boss
And I say I'm better off when really we both know I'm lost
Every time I lay in bed at night by myself while I toss
And turn my life all around even
extraordinaire
The man that scrapped with lions, hibernated with polar bears
Hope I don't play with baking soda in my older years
Mantles'll sit up like hill
with my own eyes
I don't want to hear them
now everybody wants to know how does it feels
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in
Suite Presidential
Overlook the whole city, standing from my window
Real pink Rosé, pop 'em by the case load
Bed shaking, body rocking, I keep you
No shame in my game I did my thing', on the coldest streets
Who's the hottest on the West? All you niggas know it's me
So tell whoever got it locked,
hills are covered in sand
The riverbed moves like the lines of a hand
So simple that nobody will understand or care
Dew must form on the flower bed
Fumes
My sawed off by the bed, it's a craft-matic
The size of a Subway sandwich, ask Jared
Big foot givin' input
Every rhyme like Lisa Ray homie, fuck
playin fair in the field When I jumped off the porch
I went north up the hill
Grandma mad
Cus my granddaddy dead
But I still
Smoke granddaddy Kush
was 'sleep
Whispered in my ear this is your year (crack preach)
So I testify
To burn down the throne, niggaz follow my lead
Save your breath for
Baby girl told me in my sleep I was talkin
So it's only natural I asked her "what I said?"
She said she woke up when she heard
But she was so damn
Def
Blossoms in the wind I understand where my hopes went
You wanna be number one
For how long?
Oh
Everybody wanna be champion
So hold on
One second
Then I put on my draws
Ran like hips so I wouldn't be castrated
She chased me outside, she slet into my pool
So I ran in the house
Locked the door
Rolling up that good weed
Smoke one for my enemies iPhone 8's and Hennessy
I grind so hard feel like it's 10 of me
Tint on my whip look like I'm Kennedy
what I bake real salty
Only for the brothers that live down hill
Leading on the Frontline by Miles still
We come from the same town that's 2 kings
So it
with your pop and your mom
In your room under the covers on your bed
Tryna cover your ear so you won't
Here your pop poppin' your mom
I'm the hustla, you
through my pockets anyway?
Why you dissin me man?
[m] I'm movin' on
[r] psst, yeah?
[m] yeah!
[r] shit get real in here
Shit get real in here
Shit
The man that scrapped with lions, hiberated with polar bears
Hope I don't play with baking soda in my older years
Mantles'll sit up like hill, I'd have
every book
And T-Pain was killin' every
Remix he could smell
Them my homie did some shit and
Had to sit in the cell
So I focused on my music
Chose my
head,
Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed,
Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee."
We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring,
So my bed will feel dependent on my pen being best
Right now the pendulum's set to the left where I'm in debt
And where I'm deaf and dumb
Let's swing
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