Lyrics:
perceived just ain't take time to see
Judging a book by covers but ain't takeout time to read
Still and yet I proceed
Got jdt what you need
Don't quit have
niggas as jokes
Boscotti with the candyland
The only tree that I smoke
The pack travel to a land
By a car plane or a boat
I been hungry for the green
That
I take it day by day
This shit gets easy and easier
Really listen to the words
Take on life here I'm feeding ya
Yoto back home
Josh fro's he back in
scenario, crashing in that damn rocket
In the middle of the ocean surrounded by great whites
I'd rather be in a fuckin cage fight with Mcgregor
Or in a boxing
flight
Every moment I flashback
Rewind
It just ends up
Another day to just fade
My eyes
Alone to get high
Just get by
Cause ain't no love in my city
Get'em out the way on my Ludacris
They persecuting what I'm executing
GOE, God over everything
Ain't just talking but I'm living it
Walking in all of his
Used to a to act a fool I was Ludacris
Lived by that old Law Like Leviticus
Instead of black Men tekashi would of been Lynched
Really I been goin
Gas in my tank I'm a no limit solider
Smoke it by the eight yeah I'm no longer sober
Feeling hot head and my heart got colder
I'm Ludacris move I
the king of my kin
Know I feel it within so I be cutting fake ties
Cause I stick with the real
My paper getting burnt by the pen
Because I'm writing
Walk in my city, I feel like Jesus walking
Put it in sport, and you know ion get to talking
You know that I'm cool and I play by the rules
You
I'm a lunatic peep how I do this shit
Dillingaz disturbing the peace like Ludacris
We moving quick I'm a vet ya'll new to this
So why ya'll coming in
and Ohini to spit
And with Ludacris' speed, pansy rappers getting damaged
I toss them across the room like Rick Moranis!
So here we go (Here we go!)
Here we
the boy be snapping This shit help relieve my stress
Of the daily foolishness
And the streams moving Ludacris
When the numbers change
New comers like who is
been rapping since rapping
Was being done via Ludacris
Word to the masses
Heard by the numerous
Dubious
Leaving them all astounded
And wondering how I'm
don't ready know
Bitch its like my fifth side project
You mad bro?
Got three jobs, still no benefits
How's it feel to get treated by a novice
Three
to win
Lil nigga step back, You getting to close, I throw up them bows, Like Ludacris
You not from the road, you need to just quit
I'm havin goals, no
We'll meet the Devil
We've had enough collision invited by Joey Greco
Boy, call Peter Pankey
Swore you'll never let go
Black Widow entertain all my rebels
the fountain
Nasty, Get back G, Stand Up,
Slide up to ya girl go ludacris on her ass cheeks
Ghost too sick when I spray that spit
Flow COVID, too easy
say fuck bad bitches
Its Ludacris the Game even has situations for
Your counterpart to be your opposition
Yay I get to call Kim out on a new sick
Ayoo Dellz
You know you really fucked up by letting me hop on this beat right
Anyways
A girl ever did some stupid shit and your like
Damn I wish I
guided by this muse and seclusion
In union with this moon of confusion
Ruthless rules of intrusion
Droopy Ludacris union
I find the pseudonym
irrefutable he's Ludacris the stupidest I'll prove it bitch the fuse is lit but I won't throw the dynamite when I divide in my insides are flying over the sky
a demon, just look in my eyes
Last opp got hit from the scope by surprise
Bro pulled up on em a bitch in disguise
GLAHH
It get litty when I step in
Keep
I was raised by my grandma, a grandma baby, I'm a soldier
If you talkin' all that shit, nigga, that gun gon' fuck you over
I'm puttin' - With that
Discuss these toppushback by ludacris Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In