Lyrics:
Make a Livin of music and buy a crib
They want me to work a nine to five
I don’t buy the lies I’m not convinced
Watch me do this on my own
Can’t man me
Make a Livin of music and buy a crib
They want me to work a nine to five
I don’t buy the lies I’m not convinced
Watch me do this on my own
Can’t man me
ever make the news with Lester Holt kids
I guess that's show biz
And I'm town folk
At the end of a inhumane joke
I found a high place now where's my rope
playing ball in the bubble
Laid Back in the ride with the music on
If it ain't money calling, I don't answer the phone
Control, Alt, delete trying to lock
want clout
I just want my instrumentals spread through the word of mouth
Subject of conversation motherfucker do you get it
I will never be complacent
ace hits.
You ain’t shit. You lame pricks are 8 bit.
Don’t break and don’t take vacations.
At your pace you won’t make it for generations.
K
to retail it
Systematic suppression
And they say life is what you make it
I'm somewhere by Jamaica
And they don't care if their complacent
Now we have all
to win
While you nothin' to lose, I'll shake you out your shoes
with ease, with moves parallel to those and other three
Couldn't wait for George to make
to win
While you nothin' to lose, I'll shake you out your shoes
with ease, with moves parallel to those and other three
Couldn't wait for George to make
with a nine
They from front street, make believe block
Got an attitude avenue, liars lane
Your life ain't compatible, not to mine, you insane
You belong
instrumental
I get my choppa aimed at your mental
I take his chain, well that chain not metal
Linked with his bitch, and I push her pedals
Then she gon' ask me
you knew
Is just a lie - the dirty truth leaves you surprised
your point of view
Is so despised by all the troops
You used to serve your country well
the music
To make it right with my family
[Chorus:]
Driving in my car
Listening to the radio
Baby when things got hard
You just let love go
I see
Whatchu you know about the sun shining on the beach?
Everything you ever wanted just inside your reach
Spent my years learning now it's time to teach
Watch me shoot rite Pass’ EM.
Niggas throwing shade,
Why my name in your Mouth
Cause I’m out here getting Dough
While your sitting on the Couch
You’re
it cause I got one shot
So ima lose myself
Ima do my best
To make everything I want to come true of this
Dream I got
In this cut throat music biz
Bleed
to the choir
Send them bands up
And reserve all praise for the most high
He the only one can save you when I roll by
Cause I don't take prisoners
I just make
up these instrumentals
By teaching you fundamentals
Makings deals with the devil gon get you the biggest bezel
But, your not special like me
You lack
you? (Balls in your Mouth)
If I like you then I'm looking in your eyes
If I don't then I'm looking at your ass
Man or woman don't make a difference
If
know you wanna see me stretched be my guest
Handle your biz but make sure you (watch how it go down)
The streets crazy foul plus it gettin crazy wild
like Kanye West
Except your boy got more Tech's than Ron Artest
I know you wanna see me stretched be my guest
Handle your biz but make sure you (watch
legendary business, fi make perk up your fear
drink a beer in celebration
I'm on a wave
love your extended mate Dave, a kiss to the face
and we deh ya wid
crowds
I was stuntin' on all them niggas
That was runnin' they mouth
Surpassed my expectations on
Anybody with doubts
Feedin' niggas the truth
Why you
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