Lyrics:
Warrick Dunn gone but this falcon still working
Two Vicks sold thats a Arthur Blank purchase
I'm only fearing God so a sucker cant make me nervous
chopping off heads like King Arthur
People here are starting to hear you as the King of grime
because you're the one person that has stuck by this genre
I go to sleep
I see this big ol' butt
See I ain't never gave no chick fo' stars
But she treat me so good that
She be drivin my car
And everyday it get
what I’m soon to be
Listen I know the game, it’s really nothing that’s new to me oh
I bring the numbers, they split it
Whole team on a mission to eat,
That's where I'll be, my baby (that's where I'll be, my baby)
In my heart (oh yeah)
I'll always keep you with me (not a day goes by)
Not a day goes by
by you in the coupe fuck I miss my roof
Can't love her, can't trust her (fuck that ho)
I swear that I can't put no one above her (what)
That money
ourselves every single day that we cannot
And will not
Be restrained by our own limitations
Limits are just an illusion in your head
Put on by either
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
that
Role to the fullest
Then I'm good
If we can't joke
Like Martin and Gina
Then I don't want you
My baby
If we can't stay together
Like the Huxtables
can’t do this sh*t on my own, yeah
So baby I need you to ride
Cuz lately I felt all alone, yeah
Baby just stick by my side
But I already know that you’re
handle my business
Any city, any town, touch down, I do my thing
I'm a hustler, baby, I provide by any means
I'm a great conversation, you should know
handle my business
Any city, any town, touch down, I do my thing
I'm a hustler, baby, I provide by any means
I'm a great conversation, you should know
trynna fuck me raw with no Plan B
Nah, that's a no no (yeah)
Yeah
Stomp a nigga in my 4s
Real nigga to the core
Why these niggas moving salty and jealous?
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
it
You can't hold back on love
Don't you try it, you can't deny it
Why should I be judge by his mistakes?
Especially when there're so much state, baby
Without having to fake it
One thing about this world
Is that peeps have different faces
Can't be me
Realized a lot by the end of my adolescence
I try
instrument
Gonna play to you baby
Like a fine instrument
Gonna sit down baby
Put you in my lap
That's gonna be that
Whoo
Gonna learn to play you baby
Gonna
hold more power than a sword
That must make me King Arthur
Carry my pieces
And let my god be the author
How you go farther
Nft can we still barter
Enter
while you just wait and sit
Tell me, are you done
Baby, I know, I know that we're meant to be
We're meant to be, oh yea, oh please
Be right by my side
You
to inaugurate
My PE conglomerates bout to p-e-e on any wanna b-e, weak MC
Air 'em out or leave 'em empty congratulate the semi-auto
Fire flame spitter like
Okayyy It's time to be real let's be clear
Out of all of the artist out here
Yeah that nigga Kidd he up there
And if I'm not it's hater in here let's get
Wonder why Malcom X made 'em shake
I'm Making my days count like I'm (Muhammad) Ali
Martin (Luther King jr) would b ashamed by the hate
That's why I'm jus
baby. I'ma be my boy
Used to be a schemer, boy. Got your love in my blood
I shoot that shit right up. I'll never overdose
I love you to the comatose.
©2008 Greg Sczebel/Soultone Publishing (SOCAN)
I don't believe we've met before
But then again, I guess I can't be so sure
'Cause maybe I passed you
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