Lyrics:
talking money lil man I ain't listen
Need to step your fucking bread up and stop simping bitch
Big tag popping, walk in Circle K and I'm big bag dropping
a watch my own 6
Shake the dice an let the 7's go
By 8 or 9 got a dime on the radio
I say ima kill it she say only time will tell
Come around midnight
got these skills man, not like I left them on vacation
If things go by my plan I'll have a pretty good run
Don't get too serious man 'cause it's all in
He said "a couple days ago, man I was bumping your tape
And I don't touch the radio just cause I can't relate
You got that real shit, the type
on the radio
That sound like mine? Uh huh, uh huh, now
To have a partna as well as my friend
Well I have two partnas as well as my friend
And one goes by
They will get money a lot when you walk in my house see some bitch on the floor
If you gon' ride with me they gon' sleep by my side till the end
Yo, what it do, everybody
Y'all know who it is
When MC Chiboy's on the mic, it's time to chop life
And we are back on Chop Life Radio
And today, I
You're catching the man Kid Quill live right now one 94.3 (let's go man, aye)
I coming live on your radio, come fuck with me
I don't know if I'm allowed
down, wet paper plane
In living color, I'm a renegade
And y'all shoot blanks, man, I'm a major pain
And leave the weapon, more money in my own lane
I
one in the shelf
Fuck your bitch, kill your mans just for thinking I'm playing
I'm bringing hot 97 like the radio station
Been hopped off the Porch,
Oh oh oh oh, oh
Oh, woah
Oh oh, oh
Oh Mr. No-Man, Oh Mr. No-Man
I know everything, but do you know this?
If I tell you one thing
I can tell that
On only what I need to know
(What I need to know)
In the heights
Money is tight
But even so
(Even so)
When the lights go down I blast my radio!
En
Roll on the song and um, this beat's blasting
In radios, parks, clothes emporiums
House speakers and school auditorium
You can tell by the new def Fila's
gon be when
My age is an ounce
I copped Benz with rap money thats facts
Alotta rappers coulda been but thats that
Alotta moments in my life man
It
Truthfully I feel I'm very honest
Somеtimes it work to my detriment
I'm inspirеd by everything
I'm astounded by human beings
This is more than you ever seen
my wave you'll need a fuccing lifeguard
I be moving so fast I'm outta the place by the time you blink
She be moving so fast she leaving with me by
Okay, next up on BB3 Radio, we got a motherfuckin' Volume 3 from the BROKEBOY Saga, titled Limbo
but I doubt it's got anything to do with anything
She’s a radio friendly song
She plays on
A lucky souvenir
Is controlled by what you hear
It’s the permanent demise
Of all your fear
He’s your money man
grinnin' and I'm rubbin' ya thighs, man
Can't explain how ya got me risin'
Sip a little pimp and let her get a little hypnotized
Recognize, wit' the pretty
How to be just invisible
How to be part divisible
Use weapons, take their money
Transistor radio fiction
Transistor radio winter
Don't add
hustling
That money outcha like everyday
You knew that I loved you
Was those three words that I'd never say
Now your business all over the radio
And it's
What's the plan?
I'll reveal some of it to you
What's the plan? To not
Let you consciously advance
With mindless radio and television programs
on the radio
I'm still the same
A little sharper, a little cuter, created by computer
He's
I'm the killer
You know my name, you've seen it panted on the
Subway
Here comes the man of the hour
Never catch me fuckin' with cowards
Rock men from Thug Life to High Powered
Blazin' trees Chinese chicks
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