Lyrics:
can hope for it though
Even I'm, ambitious and optimistic
We can do things right and assist our children, on this road
Hip hop til the end of the road
Every soccer games I have to score
Count once me to Kip trying for sure
MV double P believe in persistence
Can finish a game off with a deadly assist
brakes
I ain't slowin' down, no way
I ain't slowin' down, no way
Only the real can relate
Gotta stack a mill' in the safe
Youngin' tryna' get it everyday
I got power when I lay off the brakes
Never been predictable
Nah they can’t keep up, so I’m on my own
They’re saying this wasn’t ever meant for me
But
I'm on that bankroll shit
I'm on some cash flow shit
I'm on that bankroll shit
Ran off with a bag ain't slept in week
Brake out the bag and don't
I'm hangin' out the trunk, E-Brake and BK come through creepin'
What the fuck is 76?
Pull up hangin' out the sunroof
Set the course, I send a blitz
on the block, we spin
Load the clips in the Glocks
Then spin
Hit the E-Brake then gas, then spin
Put them racks up I bet you won't win, ooh
Opps on the block,
It's got a 4-barrel carb and dual exhausts
4:11 gears that really get lost
Safety tubes and I'm not scared
The brakes are good and the tires are fair
With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust,
With 4.11 gears you can really get lost.
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared.
The brakes are good,
bow in the booth
You seeing rappers move cuz I told 'em make room
I am not with the fake no
I am not with the fake
I do not have no brakes bro
I do not
the way I missed you
When you needed help
I’m the one who assist you
But the day you left
Had me crying with no tissues
I got a new girl
But I’m stuck with
until a nigga spazz
Ahhhh
Now these niggas got me mad
Foot on they neck, won't stop until it crack
Cut the lines on his brakes to watch a nigga crash
Hop
drunk
I got your bitch riding my whip
Cause I got a new coupe
Hop on the coupe girl
Let me put it on D
Hold on to me tight girl
It's a dual clutch b
I got
a 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
With 4.11 gears you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
The brakes are good, tires fair
a 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
With 4.11 gears you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
The brakes are good, tires fair
And show that you genuinely care
And you throw the assist that way
And that way they can feel it
And that's what leadership is to me
Feel me
Shawty she love
Y'all chasing love shit
And it's all cap
NM on the map
Never safe
Always keep that strap
Yes I got them blowers
I will blow you back
Dual scope on my
Damon Wayans
Moss Boss, toss and turn a table, spinnin fables
Dual exhaust, apple flavor flakes upon the scraper
My type beats sound like slow-smoked
with total tyranny
Scratch through my rhymes
This graffiti of mine
And eventually it will rule me
A fool, but a bully
You can see that this dual me
Is
like a cyst
Used to give like assists now i just take it man
Cash st-stu-stuttering just like the dudda man
You giving up your principles something that
Shawty tryna run a nigga spot, yeah
Look at your finger, ain't no rock, ain't official
Time to pump the brake, lil' shawty, time to stop
Lil'
no brakes to a billion
Smoke loud the strongest I match my persona
Run laps on these bitches I told them move over
Handle that business then hop in
got more to bag
Never running out same goes for the bank
Gas in the tank, Top rank
About the K, we don't use brakes
Too blazed, pilots say we can't
Brooklyn
Let's do this shit right, yo
[Verse 1]
I pull up on deuce deuces, still roofless
No security I move with shooters
V Tweezy dual exhaust
Stashbox
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