Lyrics:
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
Time we make a move
Don't play by the rules
Niggas getting mad at me 'cause I could never lose
Challenge me we duel
Sleeping hit the snooze
Can't go
to brawl
With the ‘Check, one, twos’
And the ‘Yes, yes, y’alls’!
The rest fall by the wayside
Chased with the eight
I’d rather chill and build with the
Real
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
would I wanna land for?
Everythin' you could ask for and more
Your choice, you could either be a fan or
Hate to see a nigga get a hundred grand for
would I wanna land for?
Everythin' you could ask for and more
Your choice, you could either be a fan or
Hate to see a nigga get a hundred grand for
on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you
bother
Yea Yea Yea
My girl she a goddess
And still bein' modest
She on fire
She the hottest
She a star
Shine the brightest
She fly
She the pilot
She my
Part two Tony Hawk mix Luke Skywalk with a kick flip flow that's wavy
That's wavy
And I came from a time with the long phone lines had to call
a minute
Next to the car before you get in it
I look at the sky
White steam catching street light
People walking right by
You and I
You and I
I turn around
catching
Matching a patchy holist with a sovereignty
Harbored and charged by hate
Breed anonymity spigot
Spitting stitches to fix the
Bridges and the gaps
what you offer
To the ones throwing hate at your progress
To your family members through the process can't wait then its just too much to digest
Take
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Just about two hundred years ago they signed that declaration
Tellin' everybody in the whole wide world
They're gonna start a brand new nation
From
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
hard for the past few minutes
I think it’s time to end Jar’s mocratic state
It’s so close no matter how far, the state I hate
Peace sells, and I ain’t
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
me that she two on, ha, that's cute we a few on
I could show you what to do in this bitch
Take the addy with the water pop two and then sip
Me, you
Stay by me
By my side
Yo it's gonna be okay
Stay by me
When it's right
Imma send em to their graves
One more opp I gotta face two more die today
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)
God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not
Shooting at me, with the only shot you got
Ja, quit
- what can I do
I push em aside and I hate to be rude
Wait a minute (Yeah)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Blondie on the track
Wait a minute
Wait
arenas
Fleeto is hot some like jalapenos
Smooth like a Jackson, I go by Lil Tito
I just wanna run up bands with my amigos
R2S, no this more like the sequel
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