Lyrics:
get enough, it's a rush when we level up
I'm here to do it big, Amen
I'm here to do it big, Amen
We ain't here to play, every day life is like a maze
So
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
to defeat, I rose to my feet
And saw the modern day slaves inside the metropolis
So blinded by CNN they don't see where the bondage is
You'd think the coke
with the tears that they wept
Now I keep waiting for these fools to rush in
Just blinded by the light, but he won't let you in, glass fed till the end
for a minute, in the dark, I found some light
So just get dressed, but please don't rush it, just be ready by tonight
Cause these chances don't come
plottin
Peepin' Tom's in my home
Lookin in my window
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
There lived a nigga named Knoc-Turn'al
America's most
a rush now
They goin’ pile on its a touch down
You’re day ones share the same blood or they will bleed too
Got me fucked up
Ey’ yo generation don’t know
All your songs put me to sleep
Your engineer produce sedation
In here spittin on that heat
Look like the beat produced by satan
I know you think you
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
the pay
Make a hundred grand
Blow a hundred joints a day
Man these niggas think they
Better but they not
If I drop a song today I bet it'll be hot
It’s with
I been waiting by the phone all day
I been waiting by the phone all day
Hoping you would call
Hoping you were thinking of me
Wondering if you missed
lose my grip with faith
These are my final words
And by now I'm probably dead or underneath the dirt
I am the product of a blessing that was once
I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
can't even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I don't
a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'
good I dey pull weight o
Everything I do I dey carry faith o
Niggas don dey hate omo these days o
Bartender biko nyem Ace o
Godfather on another wave o
these bottles to celebrate my pain (Pop it up)
Sometimes it's sunny yeah but i make it rain
Everyday every day by day (Yeah)
Another blessing come my way
These days my mind be racing
Some days I'm impatient
Tired of this game of waiting
Just a matter of time
Got so much love to give out
I choose to be
the better days for my domot
These days i dey shy to comot
Yomi lokunku bami tono
Make i dey hot make them dey rush me like pofpof
Put the better days for my
smoke brocc’ all day and bust millis, good
Yeah, really, I rush any hood
Bear witness, and I bet
You getting frightened, ain’t ya?
This is everyday shit
I ain't playin with em no mo
I got killers that love me they on go
Nigga i got respect by the boatload
New whip got a lotta horse power
I ain't
It's the brown child, better version of the story
Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori
In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake
The greens
mine
I never rush time waiting for my chance to shine
Life aint a race aint a race to the finish line
So live your days live your days like you're in
I'm posted up just one deep
Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin' to come up on the creep
And these suckers be on that reach, tryin'
com
Worldwide Web in your CD Rom
I been all up on the internet dropping bombs
Ever since I was Myspace friends with Tom
I'm about to bum rush
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