Lyrics:
ghetto shit I drive past it every day
I'm quick to throw them 26's
On the classic Chevrolet
Yeah, definitely the wrong niggas to step to
Cause this is
So much pain up on my mind that I been holding inside
When I got that phone call, I dropped my phone & cried
Second thought was Lets get them
Said
falling, falling
Let me cry for mercy
I'm not supposed to be a hero
Toxic fumes for oxygen
Forest rains for acid rains
What kind of Exchange is it
Day by
Gang
Mac, Q, Most Dope
Ok, we in NY right now
But um, let's get it
Ok baby here I go
Tip the waiter
Tip the vallet
Tap dancin' on these haters
Life is
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
I be
make a day of it
I'll show you some fun
Let's make our escape so come on
Let's take the gray out of the music
Come on, I know the way
Sweet
you tell?
The days I tried to cover up and conceal
My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal
When living in a that come with plan B
happy baby, over and over again
I'm waitin' for the phone call, but it just don't ring
I'm lookin' for a letter or a sign from heaven or anything
Don't mind me baby, heh
We takin' over summer
Young Gifted, haha
Let's take it home, champ
Ayy, ayy, look
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
fuck me so I take them at home
Take what I do inside the day and put it straight in the song
I get another by the pound and put it straight in the bong
Before A N*#ga Made It Rich
I Swear The P#$$y A1 (Uhh)
After You Left I Swear To Never Trust A Bitch
You Used To Be My Day One (Uhh)
Now Im By Myself
Shit, we do this every day, they hatin', nigga, let 'em hate
Bring this Draco to your living room and let it decorate
Some of my niggas Crips, some
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
She one of the realest
I’m like I’m one of the rarest
Let’s run it up and let’s take it to Paris, ,
Her wrist like bunny just check out carrots
dreams,
In a land of love, it seems, Just with you.
Let me call you "Sweetheart," I'm in love with you.
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too.
Skratch]
Aiyyo mayday, mayday
Raise the white flag, let the pants sag
Fuck the drag, I'ma puff a whole bag
It's low down and I'm low-key
Now O.G. niggaz know
I'm a beast in the booth, I'm just sayin'
(Yeah!) I make 'em wanna get low
Duck wit' it, buck wit' it, let's go
Every time I spit a rhyme, it's
"might"
The Pelting rain, "Rawhide" ooh
Confusion, where is "my" time?
It's swallowed up by the tides
(Don't let the blow your pride)
It's swallowed up by
like we partnas
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us
Neva did call us
Where was yo promise
But now we ridin' by
(Listening to the wind
motivated by your curse
Call it a freestyle
But you rehearse
A big smile
When she see the purse
Betrayal the motivation
Behind this verse
It's started happy
When I was a nobody
When it seems like no one cared
When my mistake outweighs my good
When I couldn't be someone special
I was left out by the world
dippin', slidin', driftin', wildin') Today was a good day, man (Da-da-da-da-da)
Let's get into some player shit, (Da-da-da-da-da) Let's get into some player
every day on music it's my calling
Don't fuck with these stars like Nasa's lighting
I'm outspoken
More into bars than prison writing
Call me Warden
Moves
that shit is flack because you bout to catch it, you can call it swagger you can call it drip, they treat that shit like drugs they gone buy the zip, we
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