Lyrics:
with that gangsta music young
Weezy got that mother fucking gangsta music
Yo so ride to to it y'all
And vibe to it y'all hey and
(I, I, I, don't want you
late, and she learn a new face
Playing stepdad, I know a lot of y'all relate
My brother, that's ya seed, genetics can't be replaced
She have another kid
something that ain't tangible
Now I'm 'bout to hand it to the homie Michael Rocks, hear what he saying to you
Take a trip, took a molly out with Banco
why I'm tellin
You, when I go, homeboy, I'm gone
Cause I'm better but don't get me wrong
There is no disrespect meant, my only intent
Is to get some
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you
Provocative thoughts
Making me
Superstitious
Put the vodka on rocks
Losing my inhibitions
If ya wanna call it
I'm all in
Said
If you wanna, if
land
If I stay this high
My side of things
When you hear my side
Don't give it up
Need you by my side again
You let go, it's all right
I did it all
My
stride
Nother chip up on my shoulder, im a soldier
You can chip away my arms an you still cant push me over
If you see me kickin rocks just know i broke em
day
(Nothing long) yeah?
Okay, Skepta on the mic right now
(Big up Bossman) listen and learn (Listen)
Yo!
I'm like draw for the tool, go on then
Go
knock
Somebody somebody knocking on the door
If it's YHWH let Him in any day
Yea yea y'all better learn that I love the Lord
Yea I coulda painted
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
screaming?
Cause I don’t know nothing ‘bout y’all
You don’t know shit bout a body named Michael
You don’t know shit about Mseethal
With whom the hell am I
to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red
all say that they up next
I might have to stop the lies
Before they get way too upset
Trendsetter, trendsetter
You should learn to work better
Louis V up on my belt (belt)
Learn to work & get the wealth (wealth)
Flyin' over like the stealth (soarin’)
Goin' gold, Michael Phelps (gold)
Workin'
swole
Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go
VIP at the club, backstage at the show (yes, y'all)
The best crib, the best clothes
Hottest whips
definitely rock and roll, whatchya want - electric or acoustic?
- So learn to play some instruments before you claim ownership on this rap music
(chorus)
niggas they take it lightly
'96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
hitting hard, oh word, I'm gon rock it
Once the shit drops, that's dough to the pocket
I cut hand, you still can't get no cards
You couldn't deal with
brought on by this belief that
There must be a
Better place to
Be somebody
Be somebody else
Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to go yet?
Let's
know im blessing them
And I could take the pain away
That's why I don't regret
The shit I say is life or death
Wish I could stay, I never left
You pushed
fool, that noise you was makin there (What this)
Yeah
That was def man, where'd you learn to do that
(Man, I don't know, I guess I always knew that I had
to learn how to sing this song
It goes:
Please don't pass me by
Ah you don't have to sing this not for you
Please don't pass me by
For I am blind, but you
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