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made it here, I can make it anywhere, Yeah they love me everywhere, I used to cop in Harlem, All of my dominicanos Right there up on broadway,
No matter how far you go It's important to reflect And see where you came, you know This song is for ya'll It's to progression And I been Facing
stare Grabbing your girl by the throat or the hair I'll make that bitch get on all fours like a bear Don't give a fuck bout your pain grab a Perc
Made lil mama suck me super slow Woah Yeah Bob the Builder with the tool how I came Fidel Castro won't let me on his plane Hispanic mamacita I think she
the fabric My mind made a map thru madness Slip get blasted by a bastard silly hazard for a rapper It's time to let go don't let em trap ya Man made disaster
with the Tiffany Haddishes Put hands on a bitch for that Rapping shit I fuck with them Tiffany Haddishes You fucked them up with that new Bob cut Dior
while Uranus I'm Bob Ross when I paint this It's all love when I create this you can keep the headaches and bs of being famous (keep em) I'd rather
drilled ik his momma sad Lil bitch on me keep calling me daddy bitch I’m not ya dad Big Rachet shootin basketballs came from Afghanistan Early morning
Words by Jen Foster & Kathy Scott Music by Jen Foster Black is only black until you light a candle Stone is only stone until you take a hammer
upon the concrete floor Heads bob real slow to a freestyle flow I dont know this masterplan can't understand Why there's more black folks in jail than
that I was raised on, livin' on I came from the streets Was raised by the streets That's why I give love for the streets My neighborhoods thugs
scoring You swear that you lit by Your image, reality speaking We know that you boring This lil' ho is chasing, I Call her a sprinter But I'm not the one
Poetry my gift, I decided to keep it and use it cs Bob Marley, we jammin', by all means cnd real gangsters in magazines You wanna see the club or the party
to music that came out when We were in sixth grade I'm singin' shuttin-down-freeways sideshow slaps from the east bay Well I know I'm just a white boy from
rung me out the blue and showed me super love Told me I was cold, I said it's mutual blud Then my nigga 32 came to studs with us And we was boring
to the basics The day I leave I take with me Everything I came with Gave you everything Feeling unappreciated It's all love and hating So face it Surprised we
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, All of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, Pull me back to that
up to the Lord, this a pogo stick Was down and came up, on some yo yo shit If that bitch ain't pulling phones She can't get no more dick Shooter
See the lunacy of you and me Concerned by anything that ain't the Love lost between you and me Is just us actin stupidly The way is changed with
made it here, I can make it anywhere, Yeah they love me everywhere, I used to cop in Harlem, All of my dominicanos Right there up on broadway,
Brandy Keyshia Cole, Lauryn Hill if you're speaking soul I fell in love with TLC when I was three years old Angela Davis bailed out by a Fresnan It was
Love is pain My momma showed me the way The day she pushed me out her womb And told me Nigga get paid Stay focused when them obstacles get in
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