Lyrics:
a magazine
With this rapping shit I'm too official no I'm not no referee
Ok cool you want some za? go shop wit bro he serve the fiends
I'm in the stu got
failed that's my mistake
Round ten meet me by the lake
I see a chance in my life and you know I gotta take
People in my life know they fake
I don't care
reek
If The cops on my ass, then I'm running on feet
If a nigga look birdie, I'm taxing that feat
I'ma take that bread, buy a new AP How the fuck you
that (Yeah)
You gettin' killed by yo' own gat, uh (Phew)
Have a bitch screamin'
You know how I'm movin' pounds (Oh-woo!)
These hollow tips ain't lowkey
Micheal bay I'm bout to blow
Can't you tell by the glo?
Can't you tell by this glo
Head to toe
Look at how I glo
Head to toe
Look at how I glo
Head to toe
love if you get 100 at a time
I don't need no gps I can get there by the signs
Riding with somebody bitch I dont know she ain't mine
Gotta a plug
rap but I come from the trap
I'ma get this shit by any means
Bitch, I came from the dirt, now my ashes exotic
You want a song, I want a feat', pussy
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
Think i want 13k by tomorrow
Jus to buy expensive shi n splurge out all this sorrow
Think i want 13k by tomorrow
So i can hit the stu n get a feat wit
a qp wit me you can call me lil pack
When I get up on stage, it's real shit, not an act
LightPo out of nowhere, bringing real rap back
Got ya bitch
I'll break em up, if you let me cut
butterflies on the side of ya butt,
im a freak by nature, you like it rough,
a freak by nature, you like it rough,
hole wit' me
I wan' go to sleep
Devil always tryna stop me, you can't hold me
Give an inch and take a whole mile, I gave a whole feat
Ion really wanna
these commas for the team, let's eat like it's a feast
I don't see no problems, all I see is feats that we going reap
Never with the drama, fuck you
turned on your day 1s
No I can’t figure it out
I got your back until u can get up by yourself
No you can’t get what you want
I think these people is
feats wit mainstream artists, I know the ones that's by my side, we finna make it out regardless,
And I be trying, try my hardest, we gon' make it out, be
wit a shoelace
She can ride you with that steady pace
Let her take you space inbrace what's next for your plate
Find real mates
Lift bigger weights
sparks spright blue leave em fried
Try not to die
I can see your demise
Wit millennium eyes
Everything golden
Eldlich
Gotta send you floating
Strike
I control alt delete
Everything that I've droppin' is heat
I say Fuck yo co-sign
I ain't doin' no feat
Geez
Feel like I got it
Know it
I'm wit it
riding to the beat
If you really pay attention I'm a product of the street
Listen man I'm like fire I'm no liar I got heat
I don't need you for the feat I
girls on Mystique
I never got hit by a stray
Yeah, I thank God
We ain't play in the street
(Did not)
Now who getting caught up wit Crossfiyah
I told 'em
wanna fuck with me now
They ain't fuck with me back then
Say they wanna feat I don't fuck with no leach
I'm taxing, mentioning me well make sure you
wits I'm from the Bricks (yeah nigga)
I used to catch a switch from any walk-by bitch (bitch!)
But now I'm to the break like disc jocks, dis rock is hot
of rhymes
Chimes of tunes, sign of times by harry styles
With a Taylor up his ass
Tryna' rune tablets
Check to see
Kanye wrecks her feat
And you find me
I wasn't trying to be
I'm a light
Trying to find who gone shine wit me
Met a fake light
And thought I could let it shine for free
Maybe we can
And I
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