Lyrics:
Angelettis
Still just as skinny as you met me
Still keep it real, never will let another disrespect me,
For real, til deep in peace they rest me
Still smoke
Yo, you ready by there?
All right, One Shot Deal Productions
Bring it to ya live straight from South Jamaica, Queens
LB FAM
YouknowhatI'msayin?
It's so complex
I come from the streets where they run yeah
I made it so I cannot front yeah
Did a little thing
Smoke a little trees am I done yet no
the bando, fiends and the workers act like Vladimir Putin just came
Niggas takin' the wave, just let 'em have fun with, tell 'em to run with it
I got some
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live is it by yourself
Can I move wit' you do you need some help
BRIDGE
Heard the thugs they don't live long, don't live long
Heard the killas they don't live long, don't live long
Heard the thugs they don't live
tryna go live
In a hotbox with them shooters 'em steppas
Straight and the big brains on gas
I need mirror to look at the past cause ain't turn back
I wear
adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don
I write your name on a piece
with the gavels, look em' right up in they face
While a nigga under oath, plead the fifth, then ask if I can smoke
Burnin' dirty money but I keep
we bust guns
Leave ya street-chalked
Do this for fun, we hit ya block
Let the piece bump like pitbulls
Get shookup when the flow cook up
Tell 'em I got
criminal minded you you you y'all don't be blinded
Me I got no jewels on my neck, why, I don't need 'em I got your respect
KRS 1 20 years I rock I do it
non-believers
I came in the door, became one of y'alls leaders
In the fresh pair of Air Force One sneakers
Uptown we call 'em uppies when they on divas
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
a menace ii society
But right now I'm on some who wanna get high with me
We got one life to live til it's done
Lets all get together and have some fun
You
They use to run from the cops but now they shooting at'em
For fun, when he was young there was nothing to prove then
White folk moved out when black folk
a no-go
He keep talkin' about his songs, I wrote those
Wanna sneak by my bro, look at your ho
12 pulled in, I was just tryna smoke, yeah, tryna smoke that
(I can’t trust no hoe)
(Fuck what it was, it is what it is, you live and you die it’s apart of the biss)
Walk in that bitch like a lick
Bitchs be
the smoke so i blow packs eh
I want all the smoke so i blow packs
Smoke em by a pack
Uh yuh
Bitch my money come in stacks eh
Uh yea
Know my money come in
there for me
There for me, there for me
I tell em to live it up, like nobody watchin' I come and I just do not give a fuck
It's my time to clock in I'm
Smoke 'em, fire a bomb
I died and came back
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thuggin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowin'
send 'em back son, or feel that casket
The peeps be like one (one)
I'm moving on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son
G-O-D
When I was comin' up rough
Wasn't even what you called it
That's why I smoke blunts now
And run with alcoholics
That don't explain the way I came,
the be-O-N-E see-Town to the D-Town Its a Midwest thang we let em hang to the grees-ound Smokin trees by the P's-ound Blowing big with my niggas, muthafuckas
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