Lyrics:
My baby's, drop Mercedes is parked, I creep around yo
To the back, she must be inside and can't hear
Probably upstairs, in the mirror, doin her
we love it
This my city
This my city
This my city
This our city
Hutto
Woah
God gonna feel like, Y'all gonna be like
There ain gon be no hope
Ah
you got)
I got a plan that none of y'all ever
Talked about 'cause underground niggas don't be thinking
I'm going kinda nino like Lincoln
How can you
I'm the fuckin' man, y'all don't get it, do you?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew you
Go Uptown, New York City, bitch
Them Spanish
you why
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
What a grand plan to sell you out
I could scream and shout, let it out
[Pre-Chorus]
I'll be honest, we all
not just runnin' around
Spray paintin' your name
It starts as a game, can't stay the same
Dedication makes you put it
In a different frame joe 136 (To
dude, thinkin' I won't kill you
Because I'm a friendly dude? Judge a book by its cover
That's sum' you should never do, ain't no typo, but my TEC's gon'
books
It can't be learned in school
It's the law, baby
It's the golden rule
I live by the groove
I live by the groove
If I can't feel it, baby
I
out baby, and we gon sing a little song right now it goes sum' like this here.
I can't say nun but I told you so, rolling down the street got nothing
say it from the rooftops
It's doorstops and stoops
Till it's living and breathing
Yo, yo, one-two so be it and let it be
Y'all know it, so be it
Then,
for us freshmen
You playin?
It's a co-ed game, so it's a good chance to see some hungover chicks run
up and down the court, watch their titties
I can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya
You alway on some ho shit
Its like you talk about it
You ain't even know shit y'all so flawed
I can't fuck with
fling that bitch from your fingertips
Hope it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of shit
Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
Yo,
Can't Believe I can't understand keep asking why
Keep pacing my steps waiting on another lye
You done done it it's too late can't turn back time
the longest and who the strongest?
It's not a game, it's plain to see (ha)
Check out the sounds of E, and the Squad of D
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat
'all can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
engineered it I geared it I steered it
I took it to the whole world and everybody cheered it
I hauled it I yes y'all'ed it and they feared it
I called it I
Why can't we just be two lone souls floating side by side
Why can't we just be
Why can't we just be two lone souls floating side by side
Why can't we
still gettin' money
Yo, ain't it funny
How you can't take the ghetto out the Ed-O
Maybe I'm just crazy
Why I think, I want to kill my shrink
I see, pink
was weak now, you know I'd be lyin'
Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it
You explain to a musician, they know it but they can't do it
I got
it 'cause we'll both get too into it
All I'm thinking 'bout is you and I don't know why I've been doing it
The feelings you gave me, craving them
to do nothing but be a looter
(You ain’t a man)
You can hide behind the gun, but if you can’t even shoot it
Then what’s a pistol if it don’t got a user
partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy
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