Lyrics:
Steve Sawh
Catch him at the spot yeah yeah that's the Don's
Keep on your toes or you gonna slip and fall (Steve Sawh)
Callin' up a cab and then
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
keep me from you
No, nothin' in this world is gonna keep me from you
Nothin' in this world is gonna keep me from you
Nothin' in this world is gonna
ya
I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats
I'm a veteran
I came in the game like a soldier
I could sun you like Barbosa
Me and Nash playin' soccer
to school, Steve," he'd say, "I'll school you
Fool"
I'll school you, fool
But Steve did as she said, and piece by piece
His total college credits began
Sorry if I can't get to the phone right now I was probably running home
Don't lose you're faith in me I'll keep my promises
If I said I'm gonna be there,
in this world (Boss)
(Boss) Hey, I'm a work it on the corner (Yeah), work it on the block (Yeah)
Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's
little niggas get gun pounding
Keep moving, who saved you?
Play who? Not me
Me and Bronson, not we
Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast
Ice is
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
nothin'
My money so long, his money ain't nothin'
My money in front of me, his money just frontin'
You know the routine in movin' a few things
Rollin'
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
really came from nothin' my
Nigga I'm supposed to brag
You was on the block in the 90's
Okay Ostertag
Chill 'fore they carry you out
That's a grocery bag
but I'm wishing I'd stayed
In the back room something I heard you say
We didn't wanna call it too early
Now it seems a world away but I miss that day
senses
Like Laurence Fishburne and you have
A squad behind you
You literally can put the
World in slow motion
It’s still February, right?
(security guard
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
against the world
Oh-oh
Stuck in the game
Me against the world, baby
Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me
against the world
Oh-oh
Stuck in the game
Me against the world, baby
Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me
there involved in that 187 (like it ain't nothin)
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
Watch your back (I love it when they fear me) (like
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your
like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I
This ain't Scare Tactics
Sleepin' on me? Long enough only gonna
Hurt you like an air mattress
You'll see an arm wave from a distance
Think we was
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