Lyrics:
Well, you've all heard the story
About Rudolph and his nose
But I'll tell you a Christmas tale
That never has been told
You may think you've
a rebel yell And made history that night
Before that night was over
Leroy had changed their tune
He had 'em scootin' a hoof on every roof
By
caught without one
In my Balmain posture fuckin' bitches
On the first night
And can't even say their whole name proper
Tell 'em niggas to get the fuck out
I can tell you bout' cash
25 for the bag
35 for the jag
100k and that's that
Hundred nigga that's a rap
Body niggas like Shaq
Make a boy spin back
my line we ain't talk in a while, don't wanna talk I was good left out, all by myself Imma keep my account, worked on the job but it ain't work out,
Mhmmmm, Level
Yeah
(Pickachu, I Chose You)
I’m on my level bae
Yeah I’m out here on a mission to get hella paid
New designer this Givenchy leave em
yeah, I'll still be yours
Tat my fucking name on you, let 'em know you love (yeah) the boy, wassup?
I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune
I
it up
Tell my young g go fuck it up
We from the deep we only get dubs
Them boys in the cut
They don't give a fuck
I call em they make the move
Them
payments to make
County building's on my ass
Tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo' ass if
payments to make
County building's on my ass
Tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo' ass if
should tell em
This job is embarrassing
This level is clearly imperium
I’m here to bag up and bury em
They in delirium swearing I’m
Ocean deep when they in
cause I know these niggas hate to fight
Keep a bag on you but just let 'em think your paper light
Ay
Tell them boys wake up get up some money, shut
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
buy the time
Wanna tell me bout the stakes never tell me bout my prime
Dealin with my fate think I wanna hit rewind
I been steady silencing my
I see people wondering like where its at
Who gon take the city over get the crown
Many fonies think they run the town
Let me tell you boys for real
you look like a lick, he making you strip, no Kevin McCall
Gave 'em all a head start, but ended up finishing ahead of 'em all
My girl will ignore if
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
plottin' for the getaway
When my childhood friends get sent away
To prison on their first offense
It's fucked up but listen
We study God but don't know him
no deserve you
All of em go dey sa sa sa sa sa
Until one of em break ankle
VERSE 1
Mo dabologbon pelu nine lives
Every single one
Bae u my wife
Yea i
young wizard uh
Tell em you can never get this no way
Uh, Came in and I'm feeling it
Write it down, I just spit it quick
And my enemies are all sleeping
make it day by day
Yeah
Cause it don't matter at the end of the day we do it day by day (On my mama)
Uh, We go show em that we here to take the crown day
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's
Unfair sometimes it's blow
Blue My shoe blow by who (By who)
I'm a heartless silent kid
Told Em stay tune
Imma do it ma style
Niqqas Know I'm different
I
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