Lyrics:
Ayy Storm muhfuckas out here trippin'
Yank some of these bitches
By they collar baby
Of my comrades (Comrades)
Yeah! For all you mothafuckas who
Be
We were living in a big block of flats with a central courtyard.
All the bedroom windows opened onto this court,
And sometimes in the middle
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
that you need it but he's still afraid to eat it
Friday night you tell him that you out with the girls
But you're honin' in my world gettin' bent till
shorty ride curb on creep
Northside shorty don't pray where he eat
But, ayy, soon we'll see
A soulja by the lake buried six feet deep
Less stress
but recognize
It's being run by people in a family of satanic ties
And as I analyze anyway that I can try
To describe to you why we lead the world in
Just some change ehh, you try'nna save face
Livin' fat cat life, bustin' ya gut space
Feelin' the struggle like I'm Jimmy McGill
So may the force be
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
never feel right
In the middle of the night
Unless I'm holding you tight i told you so
You can't stop this world
From spinning around
You can't stop what
Mind the line between two worlds
I've never walked so long to keep heart satisfied
perhaps I should go to the otherside to find
the reason why I'm
love to you
There's nothing in the world I rather do
Than clearing my schedule and giving my time to you
Now Starting to get chilly so you know that
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy)
Did your crib get raided by this little piggy?
(wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy)
Have you ever whooped a nigga til'
am not a mongoloid
i am not annoyed by the void in your brain
this is not a trick son you are not a victim
you are just a man be -boyed out the game
am not a mongoloid
i am not annoyed by the void in your brain
this is not a trick son you are not a victim
you are just a man be -boyed out the game
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
angels broke cages
They seen animals, we made stages
Became famous by freein' the world of their own danger
Prison mentalities, we're all hanging from
spark
When they see I'm weak
And a round of applause for the people that will ask for more
When they see me eat
And a round of applause for the people
been minding my business
Trying to stay focus
On da game I was given
Og told me picc a side
Ain't no middle On this one
You either eat or get ate
You
violence
My voice like sirens
Desiring a couple pyre pits
Throw all you liars in
Think twice
He nice
World surrounded by darkness
We need light
Beat right
Cold world to remind
Whilst I eat a boloñesa
With a new chick from the Middle East
Man she’s electric like Tesla
Talking Model X with the extras
She
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
Been rollin gold Danas since a BG banger
It's a dog eat dog world in the city that I'm claimin
And niggas say we bangin 'cause our colors be
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
damn
Could bruh man get another sandwich
I was on the 4th floor tryna eat some salmon
Now I'm on the top floor
Chillin' in the hammock
Nigga no pot piss
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