Lyrics:
That shit hurt me
On a jersey
Popping these perky's
I seen my grandma fighting cancer that shit hurt me
I caught a case they left me hanging like
And the Christians
No lunatic can just assume my position
No lucrative business can ruin my vision
What I institute's on YouTube in an instant
When I'm introduced
I
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
Seattle Art Institute
She's got Bettie Page bangs and a new tattoo
She loves to paint and plays the flute
She wants to have rendezvous
Why can't they all be
see you going out for the team
Pray that time will get you dedicated
Yeah, they rock your jersey around the city the art of being celebrated
Yeah, took
with the top down
Hitting my phone and I said like not now
CP3 '07, light blue jersey
973, born and raised New Jersey
Take a step in my shoes, don't know
alive, isn't it?
This shit the antidote, this the cure cancer flow
Stop a pandemic and the globe
The product of old Ye chopping up the sample flow
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
you owe me
(You owe me)
In LA i’m the shit just like Kobe (Bitch)
Honestly, it’s the same through New Jersey
(Jersey)
Bitch you late to the money, I
lighters up
New Jersey, put your lighters up
Boston, put your lighters up
B'more, keep puttin' your lighters up
Miami, put your lighters up
Puerto Rico,
lighters up
New Jersey, put your lighters up
Boston, put your lighters up
B'more, keep puttin' your lighters up
Miami, put your lighters up
Puerto Rico,
drunk to drive
Sliding down Ocean Drive
Driving a Lambo like New Jersey Drive
There's two freaks inside
Pull up in a Coastal suicide
I propose
bad, she got everyone looking
She so bad, she got everyone looking
Got a new chick up in Jersey
She broke my heart, I need surgery
Screaming out, baby,
beef
Trust me I got a new fork for em'
I'm flying a Brooklyn bitch
Right outta Newark for em'
New Jersey I'm getting money
Motherfucker you heard me
When
house had dirty floors
On the TV Jersey shore (real life shit)
Suck your mum with a curly straw
Suck your mu- no wait
Suck your dad this time
a throwback
New chick you got my throwback
Shawty a dancer
And she say that she a cancer
Can't free these hoes
I'm not emancipating
Diamonds on me bet
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
I take a look
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
I take a look
I drive this bitch like I got her for nothin'
She a Scorpio, a Cancer, she fuckin'
Mini Drac' with the banana, I'm thuggin'
Cartier glasses with
cancel
Conversion Ka tana bana
Hallelujah Bani new tension
Assembly Mai kana raja
Andho Mai pass huaa sansodhan
Khasi zukhaam aur phir cancer
Marne ke baad
Louisiana who live in Cancer Alley.
Extra pollution every breath's alluding to execution
No restitution in destitution that's disaster valley.
What's
make it grow like cancer
See i just copped a new beamer
I named it betty boop
that money make her move
get her panties loose
I'm so sick of liars
I
kind of crazy
Come to find out she a cancer
These just some thoughts that
I think when I'm alone
Or when on Patron
On the way home
It's a new summer
But
Only thing I fear is God and my gun jamming
But I just copped that new gen 5 so I think it'll manage
Why they left me all alone now my heart stranded
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