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Shoutout my lil' brother Kenny Muney
Wait, what'd you say? (Kenny Muney)
I was sittin' in the hood with a dream and a weed sack
Fast forward,
, come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
Gangster or Pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at rappin'
I was strugglin' back in the day when my hood was lackin'
Yo so I'm 'bout to talk
And tingle like little scars
I run a wrinkle with you like a car hood
And crash test and b-box while we re-rocks
Saul William's doing the slam set
Then wrap
to rap in the hood, I seen a vision
Everybody slacked in the hood
But I had a mission
Now giving back to the hood is my ambition
So why I live back in
MPC Akai
Who I name William after 'cause I get bills from these beats
Fuck the industry, know we keepin' it real up in these streets
Came up in
the mattress, then fill up another one
Fuck on her in that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit
half the hood, is right now, doing time
What's done in the dark, could come to light in due time
Turn my cheek to grapevines, until seen by third eye
Be
to create our own model
That we go by? A fall guy I can hold accountable?
'cause I don't want to hold the bottle for my own child
Is it really my place
Parents should go out and play with their kids
Cause we ain't no damn role models
Right there in between Florida and Mississippi
Mobile Alabama
pardon the posture
Come from reclining with model bitches
Not as in this music
Boosa pull up and put hollows in 'em
Hallelujah, damn, let 'em drown
Tend
a masquerade!)
You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (masquerade!)
Now you grimey little bastards line up, times up, I'm up
(They see it) William Danze'll
Bad lil chick
An she pose like a model
Lights camera action
Got em going full throttle
Baby shaking butt
All day until tomorrow
Henny in my cup
Going
nobody go tie your shoe
Nobody grew up by (by) your rule
Nobody horn your gun, how come, your tongue say killer then kill my mood
Light speed living in
Put ya sets in the air, scream f**k the cops
We gon' rep for the hood mayne, like it or not
[Verse 21: Young Dro]
My feed mashable, murders are
niggas soft in the middle
Call them hood smalls
Everybody on the block going cuckoo
Phantom doors open like the clock that goes cuckoo
Birds poppin'
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
to live it (uh)
Couple bottles and got us a pot to piss in (yeah)
Couple models in all the clubs to get in (ooh)
Collins Ave is partyin' 'til it's
a fifth in his face, told him to back and this bitch took his place
Hood politics, harrowing hollow tip, my bitch on the model shit
I'ma take it, bankroll,
Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back
Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
Not For Sale/Natural Beauty
By: Shauna Mckenzie, Jerome Campbell, Patrice Barte-Williams, cndre Morris
(Verse)
cint built like a super model
No
a trucker
let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mil's I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not inexpensive DVS
To the two,
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