Lyrics:
shit, got turn into a star
I'ma slide to the block, can't throw in a Glock in a box
Like Tyrone, please don't wait, just slide to their block And show I'm
One shot one shot
Only got one shot one shot
This rap I got only got one shot One shot
One shot one shot another dead by the one shot one shot
One
the desi spray
Big shit, poppers, small resumes
Ya'll the reason they made the 360's
They can't make their money back off you
Too risky
I know I've been gone
not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling
ain't nothin happenin
So I beeen to the weese, my cars matching the platinum
You think that you's a star, can't happen
Can put down the mics,
Leave the knife and the gun in the store
And ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds
but that nigga ain’t me
You need a p just pull up on st steve
Miss you the death r.I.P big steve
& I’m grinding too hard I ont care if a bitch leave
He
off all the rap niggas
I don't fuck with rat niggas
Simple shit for the trap niggas
I wanna die yeah I said it yo
Death by a big booty hoe
Rich sex
never mean
Kids on St. James between Gates and Greene
Always say hello, cause I'm a modest fellow
Never try to play a super star that's hollow
Cause if
the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
to these thots, ""Ima Call Ya""
Really got numbers blocked by tomorrow
While they ask for some guap they can borrow
Please, swear I do this s**t with ease
1-2-1-2
1st Verse: Mack Daddy & Da Brat
I devoted my whole life to rockin' mics
gettin crowds lifted put my pants on
backwards caus' I wanted to be....
send me a bottle of that
It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I'm in the back getting worked by this girl
As I take a sip of this liquor
And a puff of this cigar
I sit back and contemplate about what am I to do tomorrow
I have dreams of livin lavish
Big
Brick by brick
My great wall in a loophole
Uno, dos, tres, two, one
I remember days i would use one
Big dream to keep pushing, but i fell on my ass
Nd I
out to every Dick and Joe, cue rainbow star - "The More You Know"
It was pushed using degrees and trusty spotless white lab coats
on behalf of big
That's my
Oh That's my
Oh That's my
I spy a little mad nigga from the side
Wearing big baggy pants
Looking dusty
Let it ride
Let me do me
Move nigga
Let
the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
never mean
Kids on St. James between Gates and Greene
Always say hello, cause I'm a modest fellow
Never try to play a super star that's hollow
Cause if
che De Cecco modi per portarti
Al clou messer Geppo step by step Snefs
Fresco esco prek-no tete a tete st'estro
Espresso detto a ritmo tienimi nel
Past the M4, 5 and the big 6
Watching the stars with a satellite dish
21st century chapels
Crucified our land lies flat
TV monsters ridicule
Each
crispy
Some nice discounted cheese that I bought
A big St. Bernard jumping in a pond
Neighbours opposite me making love
A sweet good morning text from
on the yard, me I got the buddah
If you’re not Doogs, I won’t two's ya
With that big bed he’s looking like lunar
Smoke it ‘til I want new different tuna
Jigs by
I've been in deep before, ask stalemen
My hearts melting, tell the truth, I need help man
I hearts big but by sins bigger
Fuck the world, I don't feel
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