Lyrics:
Look at how I turn up member when I was the runner
Got old friends that wanna get me down so imma bring my cutter
Just heard that the Russians down
street money
You clown-ass niggas, who the fuck you think you fuckin' with
I'm Q-Tip Loc, I've been connected and affiliated, bitch
Gettin' money ain't
why you look away
Don't you have a word to say?
He said, "I don't remember ... I Don't want to remember
In fact I've heard too much already
I
And I say PerryJhonz
They be like oh you famous
Please entertain us
I’ve never seen a mafucker
Rhyme so dangerous
Everywhere I go
They be like what’s yo
I've been tryna stack my gwap up in more ways
Imma go far like across the country
I don't wanna talk so don't call me
I just wanna look up and see
I stay active, and I stay live
And I grind this shit out from 9 to 5
I'm gon' give this shit a hundred tries Till I find a bar
I've been living in
to look at me and she says,
"You're so beautiful from the hair to the soul
I can't believe that I've never met you before
It feels like I've been
on the way to her rest
her drunk ass turns to look at me and she says,
"You're so beautiful from the hair to the soul
I can't believe that I've never met you
Rainy days when you cryin
And I know it hurts you to see all the shit that I be tied in
I do this shit for my brother I know that he look up to me
Don't
surprising, then take the consolation
Ultimatums that started out as a conversation
I've been spilling out secrets before they turn loose
Everybody that's loved
And when the train went by
Cherokee Louise
We were jumpin' round like fools
Goin', "look no heads or tails"
Goin', "look my lucky prize"
Cherokee Louise
And when the train went by
Cherokee Louise
We were jumpin' round like fools
Goin', "look no heads or tails"
Goin', "look my lucky prize"
Cherokee Louise
you hurt
Sometimes the closest ones, they do you worse, ohh
That's how it goes in these streets
These niggas cross you out just to make sure that they
a big heart but the streets made me a thug
I was out searching for love but I all ever found was drugs
Felt like giving up but then God blessed us wit
mystified by your brown eyes
And baby, you look perfect underneath the starlight
These streets feel so lonely when you know the world's against you
But maybe
First night he was there heard crash, woke up
Somebody drunk
Running on foot
Had to go out for a look
I just thank God he wasn't in it
I keep on praying
An unidentified Ferrari looking object flying by me on the highway
You know how fast you were going?
Nah not at all man
You must have been going pretty damn fast
Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous
Million dollar homes platinums filled with
A lot of stones
Bitches on, every new nigga dick who rich
If the street could speak
The sidewalk could
get Ta-hoes
Haters all in my face, can't see, blindfold
? on my feet, blew right by folks
Stuntin' on sucker niggas is what
I was designed for
Dead
nigga, bossing up, look like I'm Gucci
Bitch, I'm Gucci
Ah shit, $tupid going mental
Told the rap game make space for a oOriental
Heard this
There's a man over there with a look of surprise
As much as to say Well now, how about that?
Do I actually see with my own very eyes
A man who's not heard
What a mighty God I serve
Created the earth by word
He spoke it like it was
From the bugs in the mud
To the doves up above
I've learned
That He
it ain't like that
I think I might just fight back
Lost in the labyrinth need my sight
I've been lurking quaking in the night
Promises I can't keep em'
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