Lyrics:
day
So I bow my head and shut up
'Cause anything can happen on the streets
I don't mean I'm out of reach
'Cause I'm rappin' over beats
Ask B.I.G
expired,
He found that he had made a stake as big as he desired.
One day while meditating on the waywardness of fate,
He felt the ache of lonely man
to wreck the crew
we be havin mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violat'in they were even nameless
Verse 2
leave the flat, cause of warrants and beefs
People were like Saabs, moved away from these streets
Drinking every day, an anti-social drunken wreck
She
All day and night I grind survive
In line get mine that's what I do
All day and night I grind survive
In line get mine love what I do
All day
angled up, rims on my ride
Fly shorty by my side, we gonna live it up
Even when I'm broke I'm still feeling like a million bucks
Chains all tangled up,
largo
Homie he my vato
Bad bitch like she Mulatto
Better by the bottle
Legs like she a model
Skinny little nigga in that big body Tahoe
I call Ibb we got
and told him
'You'll be okay'
A lot of rappers are desperate to
Be a star by the day they hydroplanin'
They hopin' that they catch they big break
What are
Q's
I need a letterman
'Cause all I do is ball
Like I'm sponsored by Lavar's brand
Big dog status
Baby do the shit for me
Do it so good
Like you tryna
and damned, I got a fetish for the finer things
That's a quarter million on some tires that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren like that's just some shit
My nigga, do you have a gas can?
(The fuck I'm gonna do with a gas can, nah
Nigga what?)
It's just been a long ass day, man
All I need is a gas can
Had a pound before i blew so fuck the jake's
I'm so high i'm with the clouds can't see the fakes
Million dollar house with fancy gates right by
Who think they could rip any stank group of chicks
I come creepin' with a mask like a St. Lunatic
I'm a diva by day but when the clock strike twelve
the fuck got cars for days
Crazy hoes and momo's with the 20-inch blades
Me and the Misses, drivin' Expeditions
The back stabbin' friends
(smooch) blowin'
(chorus)
Rumdidditty dumb dumb, rum didditty dumb dumb
Rum diddity dumb dumb dumb
The shock of the hour, armageddon
Judgment day has come
(laywiy)
You put all circumstances in another light
A big black shadow is walking at your side
Attended by affection you took my world to rule
Now my pink
time, let it be a bad bitch sweepin'
That know we get O's like cheerios
That know because they seen us in the videos
That know the day that you play me
four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people
the dream
Find my identity
Make it big eventually
But with you by my side
Girl I'm living the dream
Hold you in my arms
This day took oh so long
Seduced by
You understand, we had a-
We either had to become tough guys or fall by the wayside
You could ask your big homie 'bout us, we run shit
Got a car
the wickedest ting
nike boot to your flex, the wickedest ting
big money man' earn, the wickedest ting
them boys aren't ready for, the wickedest ting
its no long
other way?
Was the water filling up for years
Or did I wreck it all in a day?
I'm going to bed now
I've sunk into my sorrows
And it'll take three
Is he ill? Do he really fit the bill?
Spit to kill? Keep things real?
Know the drill? The ledge edge still?
Catch wreck at will?
Today's forecast,
be them same kids who drink pop off instead of Bombay
Saffire
The day will come when they expire
Retire or get sliced by this lyrical barb
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