Lyrics:
walk by
I keep it moving don't care bout a stop sign (Nope)
I never knew it be this hard
Sick of the bottom but yet I just dig more
Counting my money I
(gahdamn nigga)
That right there's the typa shit I'm chasin'
Typa money that, some lucky brat, ten generations (woo)
Down my lineage still worth at least ten
sell a lot of records makin pimp beats
I could do a show tonight and make ten G's
Fuck til the mornin, sleep late and smoke weed
Three cars in my
drink a lot of syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walking
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yeah
Keep talking and the flame leap off
That'll really stimulate your mind
(Talk about gettin' high)
There are so many things you never showed me
There are too many things you let slip by
lonely at night I can't even sleep
That's the time when I knew that I was into deep
Ever blinded by the darkness you can't even breathe?
Mind playing
They fleeing, they seeing me coming
I never back down like I sleep on my stomach
I know that you love how Im killing it
Verbal choppers at the beat, get
I'm ten feet tall
I'ma stand up in this paint like my life is ball
Or rather ball is life
I put up all the dice
Cause I believe I'm all the hype
It's
Let me talk my shit
You jacking get back gang
But you aint never slide
Lil bro
BIG3X been top dog
The fuck u think Im hiding for
Im with my son
Im in
experienced Generations of trauma first Hand
Anyways it's time for me to Be the motherfucking man
Go back to the gym
Back to work
Back to jacking off to my
without the stains
Still teaching the next generation
I'm forever giving out game
Got these diamonds on my teeth
And on my neck
You gotta blink
Just seen
a superstar
I wanna do interviews
I wanna sell my soul just to get a million views
I'm self driven but my hands never 10 and 2
A mixtape to an album that's
to tolerate disrespect
Stay away from me if you have negativity
Because I don't need that kind of energy around me
I'm quick to show my love is times 10
tryn rock me to sleep like Mike J if the fair maiden let em
Never had homies pocket full of pressure
Back Of The Camry seat 38 special
Not my Bruddas
me that she ain't a freak x2
Baby, You was kinda high maintenance to me
Spent my paper but you let my partner sleep with you for free
Baby, I
wish you woulda have stuck to drum n' bass
But you had to be hard on the boulevard
When you never gang banged a day in ya town
Try to be a manhuter
at a quarter to ten it was the same old thing all over again
I was doin bad my future was bleek
I'd rather play games than eat or sleep until one day, this guy
and I gettin robbed by the ??
And everything you know and love is getting sold up (sold up)
Sold out in the frenzy for the goldrush
x2
Look at the pop
It's like a life never ends, never know when it's comin
[Trigga]
Vocal imbalance, a code of silence converses violent
Live from medalion, ?nometry?
standing ten toes oh no
My ten toes (My ten toes oh no)
What if what if all the things they teach us was never true what if I ah!
What if I never go
on the late night yeah they ain't never understand it
Geeked up on the X pill still take me a perc ten
Ain't surrounded by fakes got my dawgs in here, It's some
or Shredder but better
Oroko Saki could never sever these arteries
Rappin aint never been hard for me
Countin bars like sheep
I dont sleep I keep counting
Youd
You see all the fame, it came from the pain
Yea, pain
It'll never be the same, we got too much to gain
Yea, way too much to gain
She know I can't be
Bitch, uh, yeah, uh
Shit's so real, gotta use fake names
Every time I sleep, dead faces, they occupy my brain (My brain)
Erica said I never changed
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