Lyrics:
head
I was in limbo, schizo
Window to my soul for raising the bar
Working on my range
Got deranged, I stayed in my yard
Making power plays, hit the stage
the jackboys
I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
I got the money and the power
I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
I got
the jackboys
I got money in my pocket, I got money on my block
I got the money and the power
I'm a D-boy, bitch, I'm a D-boy
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
I got
shit at the bottom of the toilet bowl
I'm on top of the motherfucking totem pole
Thought I already fucking told ya so?
(Power, power, power, power
shit at the bottom of the toilet bowl
I'm on top of the motherfucking totem pole
Thought I already fucking told ya so?
(Power, power, power, power
They'll never take my power, my power, my power
They'll never take my power, my power, my power
They feel a way, oh wow (Boma, boma yé)
They feel
Yeah
Yeah
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I tell ya bout that fuccin G-Ride
G-ride
2 in front 3 in the bacc
Hopped in the g ride we parked in the 6
Off
Choppin rocks like kenpo
That benz flow
Wit the windows up
Blowin pack
That indoor
Extendo
On the gen 4
I be smokin with my windows up
Smokin with my
life?
I want power can't never be satisfied with fame
I'm just a man of the people
From 'round the way like the Beatles
I been exposed to new levels
I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty
Inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace
Inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain
Trap out the, trap out the, trap out the bando
Trap out the, (h-hol' up Spiffy's goin' global)
(1:00 AM)
Trap out my habitat (habitat)
Front you
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
this has gotta be
A sorry crime
Waste of time
But I always go back in my mind to
Back door, front porch, window
Back door, front porch, window
Oh, Bobby, why do you treat me so bad?
You know I love you
But why do some it wasn't me?
But why do some in front of me?
Oh, baby, baby, you was
Yeah, I spend all my time looking through the window
(Window, window)
Yeah, I spend all my time looking through the window
(Window, window)
Yeah, I
an uptown pimp
Windows, brim low, with the window tint
Pockets full of money, no room for lint
Please don't run up, please don't attempt
You were a bitch back
This is Scarface in the window
My brudda the world is mine
Rare few to be trusted
Trust me I learned with time
Trust me I learned with burns
Duhno I
jet touch down it's so many places I'm still gone wanna to go
Cycle goes on, it goes on, and goes on
All these rain drops on my window, wrote this from
Front to front
Back to back
Front to front, back to back go
Front to front we gon' back to back
We gon' side to side, covering all sides
We gon'
you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
Believe there's always mo', ow
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'
Yeah alright, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'
Yeah alright, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You
Money and the power
Money and the power
You can keep the rest I just want money and the power
Money and the power
Money and the power
Sipping
yes, I'm goin' to the
Hardware store
In my sleeping bag I camped out overnight
Right in front of the store, then as soon as it was light out
I
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