Lyrics:
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
we gonna lay up And leave them in the streets
We know you love these beats Pro stream by any means
Together, two of the greatest things You heard
radios squawk
The police patrol the streets
But I've left behind the man I used to be
Everything he believed and all that belonged to me
I tried
to them
I just find it funny you can't give a hand to Palestine
But you can trade whole arms with Saudi Arabia
Look, look
I've got a question for
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
I got what you want got what you need
Hit me up I’ll meet you right around the street
I got that fire, got that work, I got that heat
And my supplier
understand
All that man to man talk can just walk down
If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't help it
the morning
Looking to create something
So if I've got a computer
Off an on like a consumer
Reinvent like a rebooter
Do what I want to, for my future
Just
Mmm, these streets are just everything we know (yeah)
Stack and flip and stack again (again)
Tell me what you know about it?
Oh, we have business fi
holes he got shot multiple times
Risking everything to put food in my belle
Cop the latest drip and I do it early
The streets a gamble watch me blow
one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still move like I just
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
First
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy
Except, of course, for
to get the weaponry
So I wrote the verse before
He got finished textin' me
A spliff, and in about 60 seconds
I've written destiny i'm glowin', nigga
Lamont
Act like you forgot about it, let some months go by
Let everything just simmer down
And just when them niggas think you let that shit go
Slide
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
I lived a hard life
Had to struggle through the day
I've been through hard nights
Say life's gamble I just hope I play my cards right
OG told me
talkin' bout)
Got that girlscout for the low nigga (know what I'm talkin' bout)
I've been grindin' my whole life, nigga (know what I'm talkin' bout)
your head (yeah I do!)
You probably think about them before you head off to bed (maybe a little...)
Just want you to remember all the shit that I've said
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
eyes, yeah
The highway's lit by the dazzling stars
The shadows swallow the passing cars
Tonight it's you who's on my mind
I'm risking everything I've got
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