Lyrics:
stupid, I thought that they were sincere folks
It turned out they liked the money and the fame
If I ain't get paid, I'd be that nobody James
it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
a different habitat
Just to cut my grass the landscaper
Make a half a stack
I'm the truth and you a lie, commit suicide
Just dose off in a coffin
And take
in this farm
Say you gone ride?
Just look how he cap
You know you a bitch
Nigga take off that hat
No love in these streets
But I'm posted outside
Can
'm on my Trump shit tonight, radio
Fuck you!
Yeah, I'm taking his lead i'ma just say how I
Say, I'ma just say- I'm just be Ye
And win take his lead and win
the coupe
Checking out how the car go
Just me by myself and the cargo
Zoom
And I'm gone again
Oh girl telling me
That she brought a friend
With the buckets
I
I'm sittin' in the Coupe with a nigga
Just ran up thirty more strips, bitch
Count the money by myself (I got it)
I don't need help with them bands
life was a lie (Yeah!)
Five years ago, every night I cried (Yeah!)
Five years later, Bitch! Watch me shine
Pulled myself out the coffin with my life
What (Skud Newbie, bitch)
Uh (What, what) what
Just a shame
Drip more than Rick James (Drip)
I got big money
I'm a star blowing big O's
What's your
more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb, Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
I date women on T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words are flowing out just like
more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb, Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
I date women on T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words are flowing out just like
because I am being robbed
Robbed with the greatest gift
Forced to live through pictures on an IPhone to recognize the touch of my lips more than they do my
most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time
Just work with me, personally, I got murder to the first degree
But I ain't workin' like the first of Eve
I got verses, but a word from me
Shed more
Elite beatboxer minus the raps
Rollin' with at least three choppers, Ryan is that
I literally keep three shottas
I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq
in the land of crooks
My pops say books, i say sneaks and name buckles
Pigs say freeze boy, shit, i just chuckles
Fence alley
Walkin by them fronts
other
We do way more than getting By
Getting by getting by getting by
Its no lie no lie no lie
I don't lie I don't lie I don't lie
You see my homie lost
more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is just
'm here to lift they head up
I'm That guy o my
Hero in the making
No lie heroes don't die
Just being reincarnated
But I'm allied with the eyes
That cry
five twenties and a hundred ones
Stashed in a pillowcase, yea that's that rainy day fund
And it ain't much but I got more pillow cases than I got space
life
Follow my heart cus I've got lots of things in mind
I don't care about the rules, the government likes to just lie
Like when they locked down
is there really more
Fuck I need a feature for
Ask somebody else to come with heat and they can't even start the fire bunch of Billy Joels
By the way I
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