Lyrics:
You can join me in the big house in the sky
Where the hatred of a million people could never break or match or equal
The love we're going to supply
the bag I won't tumble I'm not jack & jill
Thru it all I stay humble I came from a pit
Apartment buildings to a house on the hills
EBT turnt to infinite
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted
in the building, it's about to go down
It's about to go down, rock the whole town
bout to go down, rock the whole town
Tha Green House in the building
the ghetto you ain't heard?
Niggas got they AKs headin' for the 'burbs
Aimin' at them skin headed
Bitches let it rain
Givin' 'em a wet welcome to the house
of creative energy
I have an unlimited supply of lyrics, and songs
And visions, and jobs, and money, and houses
And I have that, I have access
If anybody feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them
No matter what the situation may be - I don't ever have to worry bout a thing
Cause He's Available to supply all of my needs
If I need money, He
lift everyday
I told you we back
The building we
Flipping these house
With so many keys
To the safe
I got it unlocked
Let the team go
An get it
cruising down the block white Montero
Knocking pictures off the wall and the frame out the door
30 mins south from Downtown Dallas
In a country house not
A hit this nigga dead
Do y'all believe in ghosts?
Reach in the stash where I keep the toast
Then put a hole in ya gut big enough
To stash a whole ki'
down when the mill moves out
Will the people stay strong or falter
Buildings were made here by volunteers
Supplies came from marathon paper
The company
My supply is demanded
Mindful expansion
Did it with some style
Cause I'm naturally fashion
Here for the whole
Never do it for a fraction
All
My click house go stupid
My click house go stupid
My click house go stupid (Trappin' out the bag)
Click house goin' stupid (Trappin' out
She was born in limbo
With the need to be as simple
As her makers and the made up things she dreamed
Falling from high buildings 'til she
Was numb
Flexing
Flexing
Flexing
Yea SyndRome
Yea Yea Kingsmen
NerdMix Yea
Indy U in this bitch
Yea
Strongman in the building
I'ma flex on em 'til they feel
wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land
raps fill space like inconsolable crying
A basket case notice when whole world is dying
Period so sad, unfuckingbelievable
Feel so-called pro got degree
the building and they banging
Calm down bruh don't panic
Hey hey hey, he he he
Smoking on the weed I got a chalice
Bangers in the building and they banging
god for the nature he Supplies
I'm always out of sight but out Of mind from my demise
Fed up with the favors that
They're asking outside
I did whole
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don't ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
'Cause all that shit is paid for (cash)
All my niggas
When love's supply don't meet love's demands
We got enough stars to light the sky at night
Enough sun to make the whole world bright
We got more
full drunkards who wanna get away from the life
Over crowded hospitals, low supply, no medical attention
And yeah they get mentioned
They always show
never ?fore warned us,
We?d end up with the weight of the whole world on us,
What's the difference between peace and war
You can make war from peace, but
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