Lyrics:
ain't compatible, they be fallible
If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up
I work for battlers,seal it by pittlin pattilin
Tittling
a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
could you fill with all the people killed in war,
Now you look me in my eyes and tell me whats its good for.
Battlecry Remix
As interpolated by Bone
puedes baby
Soy como Sonic
Busco gemas pa' poner en los rings
Y aunque quiero ser feliz
No puedo serlo sin ti
Es por eso que traje de mas pa' poder
Ti porto il vibe
I killin' em
New York to Milan
Afrobeats I be givin em'
Omo Lo sai che
I'm not here to play
Sono colpevole della mia pelle
E tu la
Keep your contributions by your side and
Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy you move mighty well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
Stroke me
We the motherfuckin' best
You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise
You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high
Do it, do it, I'ma
I need me a ms. claus oouh she gotta slay
Shawty killin in that red oouh she gone be bae
Gimmie cookies aint have to say it oouh she make my day
I
don't know what they put in here
Don't give a fuck
She killin' me I'm outta here
I'm goin' on up
You can find me in the stratosphere
Stratosphere
Don't
a bitch, god
Save me from this world because i don't wanna get ritch ya
Stop me, pray me
Givin' you my best tip
Killin' you so easy that i can drink a cup
believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user
I'm still rockin' camo, I still roll with shooters
I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'
I'ma
KILLIN' TIME BY THE MINUTE AND HOUR
KILLIN' TIME 'TIL WE'RE ALL DEAD FLOWERS
SO YOU BETTER KNOCK YER WANTS DOWN IN SIZE
HELL YOU'RE GONNA BURN OUT ANYHOW
to dinner)
We sittin' in the booth by the window (by the window)
A couple chicks ask for pictures (ask for pictures)
She secure with her shit, she ain't
, plus your man owes me
That clown don't pay
They straight killin' homie
Y'all don't gotta like me, screw y'all, blow me
I walk up in the club, bitches
you too
Look we our only people
I say two true
These We's are built up by I
These We's are built up by you
Na I don't need you
Like I need me
But that's
more, vymrdám ti prdel
Vymrdám ti prdel, pak ti zrušim kanál
Je fuckin' mrdka
Hrozně bys chtěl bejt jako já
Chtěl bys bejt jak čůrák
Jsi jenom malej čůrák
(what?)
I keep illin', my steez willin' to keep killin' (what?)
Fuck rap! A lot of y'all all is just acts
Trust that, you rhyme all wack on rough tracks
shit
I judge the devil by his deeds
It's usually connected to the size of his greed
And keep the hope
Even though they'd love to give a nigga like me
smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
Yeah yeah, that's us
Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin' to do with none of that
Besides, whatever
Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah)
12 O'Clock,
These niggas be killin' me, they cap, cap, cap
Standin' on my ten toes and I never fall flat
Right now I'm hella busy, call you back, back, back
I see
have
To talk to you before you go
So I gotta say, I made a big mistake
Girl, you know it's killin' me that I
Shoulda been a better man
The kinda man
me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through
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