Lyrics:
on black mamba crown on, Bob Marley
Wrist on Yo Gotti fox
Ma' don't you call me too late for sorry
Your life like ‘The Truman Show’
Likes on your IG
That
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
touch my spirit
I don't kiss no random gyalie
Bad man act like makavelli
Money pon my mind
Not charly
Me ah Rasta man
Dem call me yung bob Marley
Down
baby Bob and Manny are my heroes so sing with me today
I'll tell you Bob the builder rode excavators and handy Manny used spanners to break us
Every
something I'll tell you what I was doing
This
Telephone telephone
Me and my algorithm alone
It tell me what to do at home
Bulb went off in the dome
I need
the cliques and I created a team
It was me, Amir Muhammad , Oddisee is the squad
Much appreciation to 'em both of them gave me a job
Tried to tell 'em I
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
like
But they gotta fuck with it cause the flow's so tight
Gnarly dude! I puff Bob Marley dude
All day, like Rastafari's do
Now I'm stuck
Yeah I took that Bob Marley L
You said something I could hardly tell
But this beat pumping like bloody hell
Any minute, any second any time of day
We
rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera
This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music
it appeared, you needed someone to lend you an ear
I could tell that from ya music in all the emotion I hear
Your wise words stopped me from plotting
a lunch plate
Baby look so good got me hard like lunch tray
Oo better eat it up before its too late
And that bell ring
Just a lil joke before sex
Digg your
of righteousness me nah stress over bling
Just fi quote the di late Bob Marley "Herb so good fi everyting!"
8 a.m. wake and bake, L riding with my niggas
High noon,
to say sorry
Demons on my top my nigga I get peace hardly
Not a people person I be silent at parties
High twentyfour/seven swear my best friend Bob Marley
part the sea, what's your fragrance, tasting like Baileys
Put me in a spell like seance
Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference?
see me stroll by
In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye
I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma
Standing on the corner, looking for weed donors
the toys
As a child Hip Hop made me read books,
And Hip Hop made me want to be a crook
And Hip Hop gave me the way and something to say
And all I took in
right now under the influence
But if you'd just torch those that say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least 'til I'm back by the lake
But I
Hey brother, my sister
(wo wo wo way well wo well ell)
What's going on why we can't live as one
Tell me what’s going on? I wanna talk to you
Tell me
Forever Mine
My pops would blast Bob Marley like it's a party
In the kitchen my moms dancing while she did the laundry
My brother G was playing rap music in
spiked out, I can trip a referee,
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres
something i already know
Im at the bodega rolling up paper tell me who want the smoke
Tik Tok i got money on the clock
Tik Tok he a wimp not an opp
Tik Tik i
I feel a presence hovering over me
The voice in my head say smoke some weed
Grab the Bob Marley papers to hold the leaf (aye, aye)
How come nothing
service
Pray the Lord I’m in my bag but you can call it a Birkin
These rap niggas never step up to me
I’m making them nervous
I’m probably God Body, Bob
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