Lyrics:
Ricki Lake
House by the lake, that's a new estate (real estate)
You in that same place, all you do is hate
When I rock the rose gold plain, that's
on my way to see this hoe you know the fuckin plan
Can't understand, but the things ain't the same
You could die over these bitches if you slippin in
Is to be third
Ministry
Work
Whatever
That is to be
That is to be third and
And things just get out of order
When our priorities
Are out of
Order
you be looking savage
Flexed up with a bike but it's electric
Everyone's happy but not me sadly
I don't wanna be old die young real badly
Work for
wit a nigga that compromise yo? hood
Yo? doin' shit you know it cool until the good
Got kids movin' work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters,
want to leave in a hurry
All this pressure inside of me
Strong, I got to be
I've been living wrong for too long
This trouble going to die with me
Let me
up like you work too hard know what ya worth is
Work smart not hard, and that stuck with me for certain
It ain't the fact that they clapping, it's what
slow-mo and things, I'm in the lab and I work like machine
Work like machine okay, I gotta work like machine okay ay
I don't got time to be tired, that is
friends.
My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull.
I drink Old English, and I do get full.
If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap,
'Cause other MC's
Never ever frontin' on my real cool friends.
My zodiac sign is a Taurus the bull.
I drink Old English, and I do get full.
If you're wondering why I
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Drop top whip just to pick up the brick
Up on the pinnacle I'm down with the shit
Mind state is cynical I'm slow to be intrigued
I grab the bull by
I realize you niggas is like the objects in the rearview mirror
You really appear much closer than you are
Got a long way to go, young bull
Catch
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
way up
The numbers on the rise, that's why I stay up
Lord, I'll sleep when I die
I land the lay up
From the states to Dubai, you better wake up
I'm
the store
Got a place we can go
Drie slow make a right keep it tight
Now, park by the meter
Roll the weed up
Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater
confidence, 'cause you dwell on surface knowledge
Dig deeper into my speech or the only way you'll learn
Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in
I am really am the shit but that ain't what I shoot
I don't chill ima iceberg on the move
Here to wreck and I reckon that is what I do
Selling work
a nigga live or die
The Lord can't see us quit your little job I
Ain't never fuckin' work
All I know is this trip
Pimp a ho on this dough
Ounce of weed,
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
thoughts are colored patches they're tearing off at the seams
Lately nothing that I've been doing is stable by any means
Every work I speak is subject
what made me wise.
CTK gang all the way I’m cutting all ties
Got the 9 strapped on me I ain’t scared to die
Me and andy work that 9-5 everyday
Don’t
know that I'm potent
I make the game hold still
Like it's a Kodak moment
Like the Kodak slogan
To get the cheese is the mission
When you work like how I
think I work at Popeyes (chicken)
The streets is the jungle, my nigga, you better survive ('vive)
Getting married to the money, nigga, that my bride
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