Lyrics:
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
are you into it
Boy are you into this
Boy am I really the one
Have we ended or just begun
Lemme take a step back
Do I need to fall back
Lemme take
Who’s that? Get back, draw for the MAC
That’s right, that’s an Esco lyric
But right now I’m possessed by Esco’s spirit
(Headshot) Will have a nigga
it ain't what it was
I'm making music
While y'all making noise
Working all week
Saturdays for the boys
Then come on Sunday
I stay with the fam
Only one
got a ill lil' shooter out in
Brownsville down for the wild deal
I'll feel blessed if nigga test
And my shooter leave
Him streched 'til the bones
In his
Hard
1,2 and 3
Watching DVD's
BIC never on easy street
Fall down 7 times get up 8 no matter where I be
On the map I keep that as my philosophy
They must've forgot I got the
Aye
Shit
Oouu
Oouu
Said it's Localhotboy
Aye
Shout out Casey I had to remind them pussy boys I got the juice
Pull up
feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know had to hold you down for sure
You
One by one they fall and one by one I take the blame
I said one by one they stall and one by one we feel the same
I said one by one they fall and one
that done stretched across town
Some of y'all fake, one get wrecked, they all down
Think twice on my words about my people that fall
We pick em up, boy
no illegality but legal fees would only really give a nigga half of a whole tip
"Broke boy what’s popping"
And I was hopeless, I was like
the face
Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that
see white
Death for a price, by the shotty left of the vice
My only advice is I'm a thug, nigga, now ride once killas
See you don't wanna test my tank
Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois
myself return by death
So I could kill dat boy again
I made my bed im layin in
To keep creating greater sin
My back keep gettin heavier
I guess its time I
If Young Metro don't trust you I'mma shoot you
Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back
Wake up every morning, by the night, I count
the media by sending out
Fraudulent misinformation the reason why I'm
Always so extremely fed up is because of the
Current state of the country i'm
Certain
You were about that dope boy life
(That life)
I was tryna be your wife
(Your wife)
You gave me every damn thing I liked
You risking your life out
that savage shit, I gotta represent
Y'all want some rider shit well here it is then
How you ridin'? Bad bitch hair did nails feet too
How you ridin'?
by exiting my shell
Only you could do this to me. I wouldn't fall so deep with anybody else
You're a special type to lodge so deep in my psychology;
Yeah, whoa, whoa
I just been feeling like, it's all clickin', you know?
(Hit-Boy)
Like it's all working out, and I'm 'bout to work out
Colossal
that I will never fly
And when I fall out of the sky
Who'll be standing by
Will you be standing by
She keeps her hair simple and plain
She never
hustlin' up the dirty deep
Betta watch them dirty boys down south we keep it dirty g
I know you heard of me
I got that work
Man I got that white and I
mane
Only cuz you could stay out my Lanez
No fucks given
Big old safe with no bucks in it
I should call up giannas or maybe Serena all my diamonds
Just
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