Lyrics:
worry baby)
Meet me at the southside
Get you home by midnight
Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know)
I'll put you in
that had been swallowed by the black hole
Keith was stunned What will we do now
Keith was stunned They had come through safely
Whatchu gonna do when you
Life is crazy man, it's fucked up.
(You a half a nigga)
You was never there for me, you know. You know, take care of yours.
When I get mine,
amazing today
Remember, ain’t nobody holding you back”
Daddy told me something, something
“I’ll be by your side when you cry and smile, whenever
I’ll be by
"Who's Shakespeare?" "It's me, honey" (dumb bitch)
You see this country was built by hungry strugglin' hustlers
In they twenties, now they making stupid
Who is your master? Heh Ha
Who made you?
The man who paid you the one who made you?
C'mon self Made
I'm self Made
No corporate vermin controls
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm
morsels
Out the door, hit the interstate, who sound state
Snatchin' up Keith, a transplant from the tri-state
Jheri curls, with finger waves, all
2020, a Black man by the name of George Floyd was murdered in broad daylight,
killed by a racist cop who refused to stop kneeling on his neck.
We’re here
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Two more drinks, bet she go in, for sure (Two)
Low key dates, uh, nobody knows (No, nobody)
Get your rake
Top one, lil' bitch, fuck a top five
Give me lip then a, get your mouth wide
Talkin' out your necklace, get them downsides
Lost my ex,
Gained
of your departure made it difficult explainin' this
I know people who lost loved ones, but it ain't the same as this
Plus, I'm still daddy's lil' girl
Where she was or wasn't, who she now fuckin'
Stories by the dozen Punch you got the sequel (what?)
To let you tell it Randy Moss is your people
It's
These are people who can't stand me,
Your mama, your daddy, your greasy ass granny,
Who be callin' me uncanny,
Your mama, your daddy, your greasy ass
on your hands getting the key to the city you feel me
Hurts when your OG, who is supposed to be a G-O-D
Is standing next to King Kunta feeling like Toby
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
Ay, T.E.A.M. NiTRO
Nod your head like this
Bang your head like this
Yeah Yeah
Who I Is
Allow me to reintroduce myself
Yeah, a former drug dealer
still mackadoshis
My dj still cut it the closest
So who's an error when's a never?
I melt through your butter leather
And then I splatter through your
for you what I hoped had in mine
I hope the world aligns and doesn't simply pass you by
I hope you feel the way your seen within your daddy's eyes
You
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart
I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym
of your team
Who's your mama and your daddy
Is they rich like me
They screamin', I bring me
Bitch, I'm the one who bought the table
I'm the boss, I'm
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