Lyrics:
Street, off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but B.K. Is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on billboard and I brought
to the pen, behind friends
And I still can't turn my flags in
When you break weak I got to stand strong
I strive to go hard while you strive to go home
These
Deja Vu, she be in my dreams like its me 'n you
And I thought that I needed you, but I'm better off all by myself
'Cause I'm on the road, makin' all this
Morning blues is the fuse that makes it all last (Last)
When the sun hit my eyes, I hope not to die (Die)
Let my soul be the guide as I take this ride
there by your side, you my only ride or die
I've been stumbling on my life, you my partner in my crime
I've been burning like the fire on the stove
I try
Let's slow dance to yo favorite songs
The night is young old jams playing in my home
You a star no Patrick but shout out to my homes
Especially
take a ride
Gee, but I'll be happy
With my baby by my side
Hear that whistle blow,
Now it's time to go,
'Cause the train is waiting,
Got no
them yelling my name like I'm Maury
I got a bitch
And she live next to bari
She stay in New York
Taking these points
Made a whole new sport
I got Rick
I'll take you home
I live with my two-step, got two friends we can have group sex, nigga from the 2-1, tall 'n
Skinny and always got blue on, say I
In October 2015, I was out in the yard
I'd just finished splitting up the scrap two-by-fours into kindling
I glanced up at the half moon, pink,
see me as a rollercoaster
And she tryna catch a fucking ride
I don’t really like white girls
Ot prefer his chicken seasoned
Raised by an Arab woman
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
rap
Legs behind her head like an acrobat
Said I got her pregs i wonder where my kid is at
Rider
Your not a ride or die you don't live this life
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
waiting
For it to turn green, what you mean?
My soul is never for sale
My youngin' just did a twelve, he home
He ringing bells wish him well
Me and mines
love tradition
I got my boys in the booth
International repping home for the youth
Different time zones but we on the same route
Yeah
This the routine
I got the kinda swagger that
You ain't used to
Leanin' in my ride, bangin'
Me, I'm ridin' by you on the corner, block
I'm livin' that boss' life
Verner
My wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up
college to get by
She got financial aid though she dropped out two times
Body like a parade you can watch and then ride
19 years old she was sleeping with
sip drank by the paint so we stay throwed
And play our music slow
Ride red and ride blue
Them blue riders bang Watts, reds bang Screw
And on the North
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
corn, hashtag don't ride
And if it weren't done by the mandem
It probably got done by the SinSquad side
Blue light, red light
I told broski "Spin this
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
It's time to go hard or go home
Now she's praying for her soul, Baby God
It's my epiphany, boss a move till the death of me
It's my epiphany, intuitive
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