Lyrics:
smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice,
because these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin' they nice
headz screamin' they need it, but do you really
that's my focus
Money that's a bonus, Ima ball like Giannis
I'm in the streets, I hang with the geeks but we don't hang outside
They call me ***** cause
as you love it at this point
You don't want to do the point where you can get the money
But a lot of people fall out of love with it
Because a lot of other
out of my life this is sparta
I thought I loved ya
I thought I loved us
Truth is in the end it was all lust
Need a partna
Same balla
We in this together
Yea homie let me rock it
Off the flow
Off top
I be dope poppin
Staying on the corner
With my homies we be flocking
cint no stock watchin this
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
bullet, but the bullet wwnt
Desperado, do work for new boy
I pull out my gun and plug two like trugoy
Wyclef
Pace 1
Yo this was how the west was won
Our
You know us, Thelonious, super microphone
You know this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for real
Ay, it's like a ritual
You been invited let
on the daily
It ain't that hard dealing with fame
I collect all these checks like they N64 games
Aye you know I'm back on this mic
So we getting lit
Here we go
Used to pick me up from school right after work
Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she coming to church
She's ask why I rock all this gold, 'cause
locked up and gone
But they hoping they missed
I'ma rep it for you, just like this
All the way to Chow-How, we gon bang the cell
Fuck the CO for y'all
We
Shut down the negativity by repeating "yes"
Yes, hold up ya hand if you've been recently blessed
Yea, I speak from the chest
So it's an added bonus
Hope you know we came to play do it our way
You Brandon Jennings & da boi be Deandre
Really rollin all week no off days
Still sprinkle kief on da
of
Sounds like this
Or you know
That sort of thing
I started
Sort of tapping
It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette
She was
to the studio
You know he do it one take
He said tell me what you think of this
And I heard it, and I was thinking like, man
I really wanted more like
by spring they had made the news
I know they aint think that this shit was over man they was fools
But Vinnie aint do it, they died in each of they
coming down to us
Now that we're rolling stones up the hill like Sisyphus
Do the employee of the month
Get a yearly bonus
Is god driving Bentley or is he
[Chorus: x2]
Well pussy nigga, you can like it, you can love it
You can bite it, you can dub it
But you can't do it how we does it
When we ballin' in
Sweating from stage to stage
A lot of it
And if we won the chance to dance
And do it all again
We wouldn't change a thing
There is no other end
the flesh make 'em go ape like baboon
I do it for myself, I guess the rest is just a bonus
Oh they hating? Haven't noticed
I'm too motherfucking focused, yeah
Carry On (Bonus Track)
Intro
It was a year unto itself, 2020
And we were fools to believe, that we three
From little towns in the United K
Could
of xanz
Do you like the habit
Pulled up to the ER
Made the doctor panic
Speeding like static
Through the motherfuckin' traffic
Another bitch left
Man it's
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
swimming in, like a shark
Hip-hop heads never die
We multiply then dominate
(Visualizing the realism of
Life in actuality) c'mon this sound, it had
To come
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