Lyrics:
tonight for the vibe, Music hella turnt in the late summer sky,
Take another pull blow the dro in the sky,
You are in the wave pool and this is high tide
WAK
Never stop
Got a glock and its hot
You know mash put in work
I do music fuck a job
You know what I'm on I'ma get to the bag
When I get to the sack
But without insane
End-times oracles
All up in your brain
God's gonna judge
If you don't abstain
Couldn't even stop
Blood spilled by Cain
Think you'll
regular, check my cellular
I left my bitch (Why's that) I found a better her
Instead of her, I put another bitch in a leg lock like a wrestler
Make her tap
of the killin'? Why you proud of the shootin'
Why you proud of the badness Woah
Jah Jah put me on a mission
See what's in my path, see what's in my vision
Focus
It's only two ways to go
You either talk about it or be about it
I'm a put in that work
Put in that work (cye)
Fly up top like an astronaut (yeah
7 in the morning gotta get up
Twisting and turning I don't get paid enough
Can't be that mad cause I do what I love
Not really cause the music is all
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
aint worth it
Put you money in your pocket and reverse it
Her cd aint worth it
Put you money in your pocket and reverse it
Missy Elliot makes
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
Uh yeah
First off congratulations
Y'all got another cypher
Cause by my calculations
The last cypher was my last cypher
But aberration happen and it’s
eleventh grade
Fuck were you doing in eleventh grade
Oh yeah, we was
We was jumping off the rooftops
Balling hard with the bros on the Blacktop
Bumping music
to another level cause I’m reaching for the top
I’m grabbin all these lines and I’ll put em with a lock, you can not
Step to me I will throw you in a box, pull
another day old
Now I lay me down to sleep
If I should die before I wake
Let me make it to the break
Got a foot up in the door linked wit yro
Clash party
before I stop breathin'
Is there light in this dark I'm seein'
Yea
I put my life in this music
Nina is inside out
I set my heart out for people
Ok
Now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, “Hi, haters!”
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
permission to rap in this new era
I put something on the brim of the cap of a whoever
New fellas look extra wit nails and pearl neckless
Make a nigga catch
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
nothing there and that’s confusing
Coz if you really loved me then you’d show it
And darling when it comes to writing music I’m a poet
Got the game up in my
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
yellow jazzy, light bright and almost like
Chocolate trailer trashy mcnasty throw away but now she's classy
'cause her sugar daddy done put her up in
to them
I'm a giant
It's another case that I'm in so feel free to open up that cage again
I'm a giant
What I do they ain't condemn 'cause through my music
when they turn you in? Do you show forgiveness?
What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
What kind of den did they put
From a city where the music is sacred
504
You're in the presence of a rebel now
Yea we about to take it to another level now
Bout time everybody got
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