Lyrics:
do you
American systems don't work
Don't let them fool you
So control your number, hold
And lock your weed date
I set records straight, get the papes
the meanest guy around
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
the meanest guy in town
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
the meanest guy in town
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
a 40 in my lap
Back in 2nd grade, I carried a lunch box
Turned 21 started smokin crack pots
Snortin that D by the dime
Wish I could slow down, I'm
shit going crazy
Go up on the daily
We let it unleash
I'm taking control
We a long way from home
Now im spreading my wings
That's by any means
Yea gotta
and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just
You probably know now
I've written hundreds of songs about you
I even wrote an album
Trying to put myself above through
Claiming you were arrogant
I'll make 30
Desert, even my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
feeling in my heart and I hope that you'll protect it
You make me feel like I've found my home
At peace, set free in the great unknown
I'm glad I know your
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by
really thought by 21 I'd be in a prison hall or a wooden coffin
The Great Pretender, I just shrug it off, my brain exhausted
My heart been bleeding since
by) ('Face Mob)
Yeah
Free the wave, Max B Biggavel
Got the coupe wide as heaven, give 'em hell
Set it on the scale
Name hold weight, whole
I'd read every hobo book collected on my shelf
I fancied that I'd like to try the hobo life myself
I'd live on beans and move about exclusively by
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
So I could tell you about it
I knew it when I stole her book from a box full
That was taken away
By our new landlord
I stayed up all night reading
and all lay
In the box you were topping the charts
Look at the people not even jockin' your art
Why's that
Cause everybody that really buys rap
Don't
you're not gonna pop
Me the crew and all lay
In the box you were topping the charts
Look at the people not even jockin' your art
Why's that
Cause
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
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