Lyrics:
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
surprised we clickin'
No Marshawn Lynch, but I'm countin' my chicken
& I'm sayin' that happily
I manifest my reality
I'm rich, they can't take that from me
you when im smoking reefer
But that don't mean that I don't care bout your feelings either
Ive been double crossed, stabbed out by some cheaters
Its
hanging
Go hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me
Come on kemosabe
It's past time, like your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I spit shit
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
that you wanted to hear was
All that you wanted to hear was bars
If all that you wanted to hear was bars
Then all you needed to do was ask
Start as you
niggas keep playin crazy like bro can't find out where you lay
It only take a few thousand to get a nigga out da way
That drank be making me lazy I got
Pluto!
Tell 'em I go crazy
808 Mafia
Bloody Goyard that's a check
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky (I swear to god)
You see the way I talk,
that
But change the way you function this country
Passin’ bills left and right, also passin’ by black streets way before the night
Governin'
Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad
'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I'm hyper, by the time you
stuntin'
We do what we gotta do, to get that money
And god know my past
I'm itchin' to kill, gimme a reason I will
I'll end up grippin' a steal
And god
Grab you by your neck, smash your head in the basement
Godly, still controllin' the square
You the competition? Get the fuck outta here
We got
inhibited
By cut throat niggas just like me that out there getting dividends
[Verse 2]
I always feel like somebody's watching me
But ain't droppin' me
I stay strapped like your neighborhood trap dealer
I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt
And mac-11's that leave you wetter
than Michael
ourselves?
Do we not love the change we seek from others?
Do we not wish that content will come
And break the walls of a society
Once held by the blocks of our
that
And shawty so lit i mean shawty legit I don’t know who told you that
Gotta think like a boss got me feeling like Ross broke niggas can’t hold me
bomb, that kush)
Don't gotta understand, they know
I smoke that, fire that, good that good that
We welcome you to the high school
We do just like we like
sound patriotic to you
I Don't come around to it the same way you do Cuz I didn't get here the same way you did
I can love this land and still call you
buying crack with
Her two young kids
From out the two one fifth
Where they do dump clips for pigmentation
Whichever way the shoe done fit's
Take another
known to perpetuate the
Way they see us, they seeing that nothing has changed cause
You live for today but what about when you wake up
And all the pretty
or something.
Beotch!
Chorus: K-Ci
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false
Miner, seamstress, ditchdigger, all of them.
I am the "etceteras" and the "and so forths" that do the work.
Now hold on here, what are you trying to give
do, it for them likes
Waving the chrome, but ain't pop that pipe
You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that life
You ain't bout that life, you ain't
It's genocide Willie Lynch
Some mistake it for pride
In these urban land
These lost souls
They ain't scared to fly
They will shoot you
And won't even
.png/203px-Ross_Lynch_2_(cropped).png "Ross Lynch")
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