Lyrics:
the pimpin' is too fly
Runnin' game on yo wife while you out flossin' your ride
But she said, "if you ain't busy, or close in the vicinity
Stop on by
Ascension feat. Boogiefish
Produced by: Kevin Shin, Moodin’
Written by: Kevin Shin, Kyle ‘KO’ Owens
Arranged by: Moodin’
Recorded by: Tim Jiang @
I've been bringin' da heat, can't even compete
Becomin' elite, so sick wit it, Covid 19
Unload when I speak, vernacular feats
I massacre beats,
would laugh say i'm tripping my hide
Be energized wit brute ties confuse on the wise my rhymes size & speak wise feats i realize
Not that lonely for my
would laugh say i'm tripping my hide
Be energized wit brute ties confuse on the wise my rhymes size & speak wise feats i realize
Not that lonely for my
asleep at the wheel once. Never again.
Will you see me swerve
Drive by waves crashing at my feat. Marine Corp
Wash away my sins in the sea. 2 in the tub.
to get it by myself
GTB and EGE ion fuck wit nobody else
Slap g's wit yo hoe til that bitch go to sleep
Ak calling back to back pull up meet me on the east
Feat losie question
How does it feel to follow
My blueprint step by step
But still watch me win the crown? Suckas
How does it feel to push
Them
house in order
For you see it's finito!
This family business
Don't be suspicious
Wit better slide
You know The Father, Son
Holy Spirit that live inside
I'm the only nigga doin' it
You other niggas ruined it
I'm too legit, go Hammer wit' the foolishness
My nana said my grammar
Can maneuver this
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
low
Just ta know a brotha was about to blow
But the world was killin' him slow
Your fans miss you wit a passion
And they wonder are you still alive
on the gang luh
Nigga we gon take yo life
BTC im makin money moves
Im just tryna get by
Everytime im down i get the Lena n mix it wit my sprite
Douple cup
straight from the sink
Why you talking shit about me
Man you need to take a seat
And listen to me beat the beat
With a neat rap sheet feat.
Meet the woo,
on the left kuz im a p. Stone
You try to g check me you gettin Debo
Honestly i got my own bag i don't need a hoe
She got a trick nigga wit her i got a Peta roll
the rest
I pour my my soul into this music shit until it's nothing left
Ima stand on what I say bitch I said that wit my chest
And if I ever stop
I am, tryna shake the game like the Richter
Scaling out some weight, tell you wait, for the pick up
Falling out by grace had me saved from a stick up
like it when I bend it over touch my toes
Most these niggas talk good game but don’t live by the code
You would think I hung with Nicki beez in the trap
You claim that you real
But I didn't know
Im takin yo bitch
When I fly to the coast
These nigga they switch
I abide by the code
These niggas not rich
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