Lyrics:
two doors
What you mad about
Re ignite the flames
That driving me to make it out
All this time keeps passing by
I'm losing track of it
I'm feeling like
attain
All because it didn’t happen how you mapped it out
But that comes with the Territory you marked when you’ve chosen to live and die by the pen
They
don't need to know about that I'd rather see you smilin
Having McDonald's money seem to be my newest challenge
My father must be cacklin' cause now it's
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
You can whine all day,
or find away to get paid!
Everybody know the deal,
so we gone kick it right here..
I'm a show you what the deal is,
you know
( bay bay )
c Sugaman it's long over due nigga
It's yours truly the big homie bay bay tapping all the way in
We talking dat yank nigga
Joliet
slide on thru
We go 2 in the morning McDonald's drive thru
With the crew, what we get into
This is how we party in the bay get it too
Get it live I arrive
It's gotta be affordable, it's gotta be a treat
So let's all hit the drive-thru at the Goderich Mickey D's
Only a dollar all summer
Only a dollar all
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
through
They don't understand what goes on in my head, they don't know my past
All they wanna judge is that he's a bum, he's a piece of shit
But they don't
Yachty, but not me though
Not even dissin', it just ain't for me
All I am simply is just an emcee
Maybe "Stan" just isn't your cup of tea
Maybe your
thousand problems
It's three o'clock in the mornin'
Shit is on motherfuckers shit is on (yeah yeah)
I gotta get this nigga Shawn
I'm drivin' in
Brothers find it hard to build
Always eager to kill
Sell ya soul for the record deal
Not half a mil
Couple dollars for ya mass appeal
Shawn carter swag
a salad, go ahead ima add my croutons
Back it, back it, back it, back it, back it, back it, back it
If she wanna slide through ima show her what my hatchet
(Goddamn)
Stopped, with a tac
All perched up in the ride
With my boys by my side
MIA, don’t ask why (Ok)
Bring your plate round my house
If you need some
of the population
Word to Black Shawn, I see your whole operation
And shut it down, cut it down like rain forest
You see Talib Kweli when you look up the idlest
neighborhood actor
Had his back with K's
Now we see through him like X-Ray's
Cuffed in that Adam car
No matter, his loss, we at him, it's war
Knowing
closed
Sell your crack and it's all dough and fly clothes
Shit ain't nothin' like "The Sopranos"
Real talk, you're probably better off at McDonald's
Yo I don't y'all niggas really know
Where we finna take this shit
It's amazing that I've still yet to go surgical with this bitch
LESNAR
It's Doc
[Intro]
This is the Invasion!
The Evil Genius Green Lantern!
Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World"
(It's on now motherfucker - ha ha, drop)
You ain't
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
all of them wheels feeling litty goated
It been was noted fresh up off the block I let pretty roll it
She Mrs. Parker with them booty shorts "aye look
and gettin' bit by all them ticks
Ran it up by hustlin' and selling all my kicks
Remember days when we was fucking hoes and stealing all they shit
Thuggin
thought that we might go
Spend a weekend pleasant down in mexico
I was workin at mcdonalds, doin' the latenight run
When a car pulled up the drive through
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