Lyrics:
period
Let money pile til it look like a pyramid
Niggas too gullible fooled by appearances
I cannot be in those type of predicaments
I get a lesson from
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
But you ain't gon find one better than
My type, know that's what you like
Villian in the dark
But a hero in the light
Yeah, Yeah
Teen as fuck
I'm
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
Hit you with the play by play
But you ain't really with it then you in my way
And it seems like you with it on the day by day
But when shit gets real
And doesn't know, all the thoughts I haven't said
Avoiding you from my bedroom
Missed texts from you I assume
Stopped by, still smell your perfume
I was
Everybody getting high this my type of-
Everybody getting high this my type of party
Smoke so much exotic I be getting higher
Than Bob Marley
told you first I'm like every bitches type tho
I want your main bitch, yo girl, and yo side hoe
She get ta bobbin on my shit like She side show (bob
You
I left the house about 8pm |Spent a little time with the boys again |I didn't really wanna be away from you |I went for one but I stayed till two ||I
a mess
Clock beside the bed reads 2 pm
I'm still not dressed
You broke my heart already why'd you have to send that text
Just so we could meet up
And you
gotta bob and weave (yeah yeah)
I'm the one they trust, so I got yo hoe on her knees (yeah yeah)
I'm the type to break the bank and share it with my team
on.
My heart is armored,
I'm haunted by big booty women,
With tights on,
I love it when they do me,
Especially with the lights on,
Pretty Trini
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
a hip-hop masterpiece, well if has at least
a break with a shuffle, Money B will bust a couple
of fly funky phrases, 'cause my rhymes get praises
Even add
power
Cause mad shit ain't right, like punks in the spotlight
Who can't freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile
By sayin' somethin' crazy wild
Like
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the type to still do the job
Text my baby can you come outside for I shoot inside
Yeah I see you driving with yo knees can you shoot and drive
Fuck around
To understand the idea of martial arts
Actually ,it's spontaneous
To me, it was only natural, just to flow into this type of movement
Since it was part of my
time, empty room, now your stuff gone
This ain't the type of family you see on the Cosby Show
Oh!
Single Mother, Single Father Home
Spend weekends with my
be kidding me
In the pass
In my class
I got Dee Dee Dee Dee
If there’s a part I hated BY far
It Would Probably be reading
No one should get
The game has never been the same since Biggie died (Baby baaby!)
I'm old school I used to tape cassettes
Yous a dead man if you ever break my decks
Type 1,
juggle, 'cause life is my type of struggle
Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females
Who caught in these sales wit live details
Shades by Cartier, and big
a team player uh
Yeah, I will make my story and take the game with a trojan
And I'll do it by my lonely, because I can't be a robin
Forward like a real G,
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