Lyrics:
to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay
Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You wanna be there, layin' all
been making plenty
I been working nines, posted up by the Haitian Deli
You ain't making fetty
Put it on yo partner
I been making paper
Feeling like I'm
ride or die, I was doing fine
Took me by surprise, when I saw your eyes (Your eyes)
Sunshine beamin' through the empty sky
(Through the empty sky)
You
might fall
I make it work, I'm runnin' with a new crew
And we do dope shit you ain't used to
For me, by me, fuck Fubu
This girl never heard of me, go
on saint laurent
Put my hair in braids and plaits ain't living by no law
And i've been so bout it bout it baby uh uh uh
Henny kiss at night lil mama i don't
and get lit
And I don't really give a fuck about these little hoes
And anytime I meet up with 'em they already know
Anytime you fuckin' with finesser Krys
skills bleach
Better run away, this isn't something Tai Lopez can teach
I can kill you and still chill in a Saint Tropez beach
Whatever I say is equal
bitches real pretty with titties, so wild they ain't counting on makeup
Twenty carrots in my mouth, so you know I'm saint pete, what I'm made of
And I ain't
this no gaming no playing
Food for the mind
I don't know what you about
Crazy things are happening
And minds running wild
Life is a jungle
We striving
1959 Nana was getting on to grade nine
She met a boy went by the name Dean
He was the captain of the football team
She was the fountain
This is gettin' wild
Can you tell me how?
Let me out now
We don't play those games
How'd I get in here?
Let me outta here
What I'm doin' here?
all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging
wonder
Why you are like no other
You put me in a flutter
My universal lover
You have me paralyzed
By your enchanting smile
You have me hypnotized
By you
to behold sunrise again, ain't ours to choose
But deciding to celebrate each day
I'm graced to have you by my side, that I can choose
Your arrival marked my
the sound of all of them bars,
And slapping yah walls,
I expected you to come back like rental cars,
Like,
I’m ready to spread the word like Saint Paul,
I
Little sister don't you worry about a thing today
Take the heat from the sun
Little sister
I know that everything is not ok
But you're like honey
side can you show me
Shorty I'll be by your side when you get lonely (no lie)
Ima hold you down if you adore me
I can hold you through the night
a saint in sheep's clothing
Herded by a sinner's way
Why does heaven have to cost so much?
Cause I've got hell to pay
All these demons live inside my head
Hook
If I were somebody else
You’d help a nigga instead of scheming
People rather see you down with no help
It has me thinking
If I were somebody
home
We was just some kids
You always think you grown
All this smoke grown domestic by my kinfolk
Flying thru that bitch, I broke the switch
I’m
ourselves
We cut emotions to save ourselves
Now I'm careful when i think about you
My mind is only trying to forget you
I pack my pride and all of this anger
you see me as a saint
You'd be mistaken
Late night turning into morning blue
It took such a long time
To make up my own mind about you
Now
the south pacific used to be
If you head over to East Saint Louis,
Then the big muddy won't run by,
Muddy and the Wolf ran off to the Gulf,
Never even said
She's faced the hardest times you could imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each
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