Lyrics:
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like
think like that
I got people saying, man, they always saying something
People always seem to got something to say
Some of y’all too quick, to define me
called back
So I walk myself home alone
Been liking photos liking posts
then disappearing like a ghost
Why do they do me like that
Call it a bad night
Call
that's gone
Why? Because I'm the lyrical don
See energies floating by?
You ain't gotta pick them all
Some energies people are gonna go and pick
high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
wheels are hot
You know we drilling a lot
You know we still in the spot
No dealing with cops
Smoking that dope with the mop
In case a boy wanna plot
High
me
But little do they know I'm covered by da lords body you gone still spin I don't know yeah probably
It's something inside me I like to end
unreeling I'm so good at feeling my troubles impeding like double repeated
Stop being conceited and think for a second, why would I be filled up with envy
You
when I
Blow by the rest stop fuck your fleet
We run these streets like Fred in Bedrock
And it’s all systems go
Pedal to the floor as if y'all didn’t
it flip quick
Your bitch drink my nut like that shit was Greek yoghurt
They don't like my music? Then they gotta be coerced
All these people talkin'
Like how your bitch go and switch teams?
I don't know
Like how you fuck up your whole dream?
I don't know
Like why's that foo such a fucking fiend?
I
why I look at God kinda odd
Cause these are the cards that he deal us
[?] can't feel us, Medicare can't heal us
And the mamas can't stop us
And these
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
kill every emcee in this bitch
And make sure y'all know that I did it
First target, there he go
Pop quick, reload
I never told
Act like you know
suicide
Welcome to the 21st century
Where all your kids got adhd that's why these beats always be changing
Like where the fuck are we going
Where the fuck
all that nonsense behind me, I got paid
See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people
know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm
they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like
People uptown, pump it like this
Pump it like this, yeah, pump it like this
I get the feelin' that these cats is thinkin'
That I might be on the verge
People uptown, pump it like this
Pump it like this, yeah, pump it like this
I get the feelin' that these cats is thinkin'
That I might be on the verge
this life go quick
Now tell me why you forget dory
The way you lie makes me feel sick
You're making me sick like physically
That's why I'm throwing
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