Lyrics:
By nature we get naughty
Want 100% of your twelve play
Confessions, you're gettin' in my way
Can you stand the rain like Bobby
Who gon' keep
full Gucci
Wit the pumps
In the club pumpin bass
Now we rollin face
She got bosses in the chase
What it cost you if you chase
Order bottles by
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
Spinning at 100 miles per hour
Driving at full power
I don't have a license i don't have an ID
Need a roadblock if you wanna stop me
Spinning at 100
the love
Of the dough's my sentiment but for now
We be invading your block and tenements
Opposite end of a Glock gun, power
You ain't got none
Comply wit'
take on my body
A love triangle, caused by illuminati
A couple soldiers, who lost somebody
Lost in the darkness and need somebody so...
I'll show you
gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit
Life is
You have the power to save, you have the power to save me
Let me tell you the tale about a rivalry, grab an Eagle Number Two and keep the score
inspiration from the end of a rope
I pray to breathe
Life has me by the throat
cll of the hates repeating
Horrible things you said
I feel the love it's
years out here
A hundred years on this
Planet, bruh and we can have a
Utopia, we can love each other
But the rules gotta be fair
Khaled, and Drake,
people
Real programming directors with
Wives and kids that love music
That can’t play what they
Want to play because
They’ve been paid to play that
the trinity lead you like the matrix
May be racist only love blue faces, cause they send the long ones through erasure
It's funny how, she'll give a kid Cudi in
analog?
Then we hate to be corrected throwing shade through a Blog
Dialogue not existent more content with a text
All love on FaceBook face to face
a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust down that Richie Mille, put blue diamonds in it, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Two hundred bags in one neighborhood in four houses,
I've seen these snakes come closer
I know to stay composed but
I don't need fake love showers
Keep it one hundred
I don't need a thing from 'em
Say
100 bands, keep it in the pants
Your girl buys my brands, keeps me by her hands
100 bands, keep it in the pants
Your girl buys my brands, gotta
love is lost, powers gained.
I've sold the blood, from my veins.
As these winters fade, so do mortals lives.
The cracks that scar my face, enemies
A Hundred Bands
I ain't notice it
Cause the money really kept on flowing in
Never had time to even count the shit
Got enough power to move a mountain bitch
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
lost
Your not something that I can just toss
You have no idea how I feel when your with me
I have this power and love that’s inside me
You know I don’t
things
Better than watching your first son put his sentences together
Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when
I was the portrait of the artist
hundreds hundreds got me (Got me)
We on go nigga we don't do no stalling (Uh-uh)
Niggas love getting to the money (Yeah)
Yea
All these diamonds on me got me
a portrait and they still don't see the picture
But I'ma spark it to my last breath
What's right when a ain't got no love left
Kontraband music man
In effect
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
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