Lyrics:
though"
(Your gangster is not defined)
Your gangster is not defined by how low your jeans fall by your waist
But more how your genes stand up to their
Kickstand you
Quicksand you
Dick stand I
This bad I
Flipped that B to an A and
Bad for the brand but it’s great for the brain yeah
Too busy hiding
the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch
You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I
drive by
You know Tata to the haters when I tell them see you later
Imma pop out with a chop out like voila
I'm gettin to the chicken like Popeyes
So I
brand's Nike
Your ho come through we gone run through it like a green light
Shorty said she wasn't sucking dick so I told her spin off to the other kids
Who
as your friend
I stand by your side or die for how you view
As a man, as a human I know you can’t loose
On the chess board, baby girl the strongest piece
takes the "S" off my chest
Cause the "S" on my chest makes a mess
Settling for Superman, stupid man, put on your glasses
Now your (ass) be slow guessing
Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this
Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it
Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it
eyes gone
Cellphone by the remote control
When your girlfriends call
They just get the dial tone paper wild long
Try to draw the line
Between personal
Yeah, brand new from Styl-Plus crew
Picture this: one girl two glasses and a table for two.
What would you do?
I was sitting in a corner babe,
You
I got dynamics
I'm outstanding, never a stand-in for somebody else
Run up on me by mistake, don't run up all by yourself
Celine Dion type beat, main
a machine
Bitch fuck these rose tinted glasses, i need aquamarine
What's good
Left scabbed, abrupt speech guided by muted intentions
Established aftermath,
yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a stick in my brand new pants, yeah, yeah
He didn't take the stand, straight out the can, he straight to bands, yeah (hey)
So
On the dance floor: you got knocked out, your bitch got knocked up
Baby-face, and hey can you brand you, brand new machete
Damn, I just shook your hand
see
You better obtain yourself some glasses and clear your vision like DMC (Don't run!)
And remember what I told you
Remember who brought a soldier
I
leave you fishing for ephemeral things,
And so you rhyme about cash instead of wings,
Wasting your bars on brands and cars,
Instead of making the wind
went through
Thought I was adventurous
But ended up just being foolish now I see
Seeing nightmares flash before your face
You gave in got manipulated by
achievements
What I look like spending money on yall brand when I’m trying to build my own
We aint kids no more n***** grown which means I pay my own bills by
you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet
Ah,
We are bringing to you a brand new vibe
Join me please let's meet and greet her at
This time, the fabulous, the one and only
Meagan Good, Mary Tyler
made an album for you
What if it was by you for me?
I see your grin everytime my eyes are opened
'Cause when they're closed it's 'cause you chose I
Remind me too, don't eat them
The blank expression of the little boy
With thick glasses who picks
Himself up from the sidewalk
And stands there blinking in
water
Pulled up to a bar on the outskirt of town
I met this girl sitting at the bar by herself, though
She said her name's Victoria
I can't decide whether
you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet
Ah,
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