Lyrics:
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There was three people here (three)
There was four that's weird (four)
cll alone in this room
Yeah
Lost all my goon's yeah
Used to be kicked
don't wanna see me and my goons on the darkside
Leave my opposition underground, feeling hog-tied
Bitch its been a minute we been up, been a long ride
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
shit
When we on go, hit the kill switch
Me and my bros hit the kill switch
When we on road, we just kill shit
When we on road, we just kill shit
Goons
its never stop
Gotta get it by any means
Realest nigga in denim jeans
Niggas geeked off nicotine
X-pills and codeine dreams
Trap game it came for me
I
Many wanna be the main attraction
To reach a level, gotta be subtractions
Subbing in my homies, that's my faction
God be by my side, I'm never
Oh shit
Oh shit oh shit
Niggas done did it again
Done did it again
Oh shit
Oh shit oh shit
Looks like we winning again
Oh shit
Two ply shitting again
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Just know I rep my city through Miami's E
Yea, I'm Miami's Baby...
Brisco to Opalocka, goon come save me..
a murder beat
Yeah, I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get somethin' to eat
Me and my lil' main squeeze, give a nigga a break please
Chain on Frigidaire,
Turning my wrist in the pot it is work
Ain't putting in work
You the man on your turf
Oh your a rapper, boy give me your verse
This shit was the worse
Now
Whether by race or by status or which part that you reside,
From the hood to the suburbs I was judged by my eyes
Didn’t fit in nowhere but I guess that
a giveaway
One look could tell me if you
Really came to kill me
Be the quiet nigga lookin'
Lame with the milli
Who that over there creepin'? Who
Homie by
hangin' out your socket
Watch how you talkin' to my goons, it's gorillas
Shooters, ruthless, all types of killers
Hunger Game shit, they fightin' for
hangin' out your socket
Watch how you talkin' to my goons, is gorillas
Shooters, ruthless, all types of killers
Hunger Game shit, they fightin' for
bang)
Bet on me or my goons for the homicide bang
Glock 19, 15 shots make your head rock
You wit your crew AR-15 make them heads drops
I️ ain't no
seat belt on
Not in it for the ride
I can’t see it in your eye
Nothing’s by force so I tell her
Take time
You don’t even know my name
Saw my IG
So she
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out
see, it's time to make the game great
While the goons just shake up and inflame hate
For god's sake, all the snakes won't let me think straight
Leave me
Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed
All I can think of is what if it would've been him instead
I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down
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