Lyrics:
ever seen
And I don't fuck with many people
Cause these niggas change up by the week bro
You could never be better you not my equal
Cause the skill that
how
It's easy to spot the fakes
Just see who they surrounded by
I never would fold or shake
This one is for my ride or dies
Uh (Uh)
What's good bruhs,
minutes mi need fi light
Up a spliff
Mek a genie like puff a it
Yea
Dem seh fi slow dung
Mi spit too fast
Know now lyrics too harsh
Fi di kids who not
Suh
your suffering is how you make it killing
Walking up the block, never stay at the same place
Looking to arise, golden aura around the face Set the pace,
the back of the Benz
When I finally get a Benz
Meet yo momma when you wanna
Get serious in advance
And you drop every dude who can claim to be ahh fuck
It's
I want to feel something, haha
I want to feel something
Yo we rocking out bro
Zip is on the Mac, bet the fix is in the bag
In the grinder is
a dream I hate it
If this my future I hate it
Ion see you by my side and I want you here
Damn
Girl I need you back
I know you you hurt me bad
I don't know
shoulder and lack of recognition
Got me back to cooking up, now welcome to Hell's Kitchen
I'm on a different mission, the feel is real impossible
Dreaming
week
Don't get burn by da flame frm dis heat
I be up every time dat u slp
Thinking pack ima nerd ima geek
Stay solid tru words from da G
I really bossD
am the man
But you know me yo
I'm just goin' with the flow
Runnin' thru doors till I'm on the isles
I'm the star of the show
When I pull up
know all my ex hoes sick as fuck
They left the kid and now I'm up
This bitch booty fat, she throw it back, I tear it up
Pass me the yerk, I put it in my
life
You got a career, 9-5 with a kid and a wife
Yo my crew stay full of lyrical heavy hitters
Your crew stay full of fakes and petty bitches
Yeah its
really like to deal with no distractions (I'm gone)
And you distracting
Hella cappin'
I can hold up
I can tell just by your actions
You don't love me
loose
I think I’ve lost my mind think I’m the highest in the room
Lil shordy she fuck with the kid
She see that I’m makin it big
All out I be makin them
at yo fitted
Forget it
Get rid of the evidence
Roman crazy we know that that's evident
Woman hate me
Cause I don't get intimate
When I'm in it
Though
Take it all offering
Off a cliff i'm driving
Look up now i'm flying
I only got eyes for you girl
Sweet jesus looking like a new world
On a magic carpet
to show
Man I do this from the heart it carries to my soul
Pressure cooking on the mound I'm a diamond stone
You play your role, you end up planted where
Breathinonyoneck
Tryna' get a check
Speed to the funds
Kissing on yo' neck
Damn it got you wet (Wet, wet)
Imma need a vest (Vest, vest)
Shaking off the threat
you put a nigga brains on the floor Floor floor
Then it's doctor doctor come quick quick quick
Had to close his face up nigga stitch by stitch
I was
and your cars stallin
And I'm coming up with a blade to your gut
They hear you scream, while I'm on your spleen
It's not green but I'll still smoke it
Just
to prominence
On Keyze shit yo I gotta spit
These niggas weak
And won't speak
So I just heat up
Like 'Bron in Miami Beach
The pro black Bojack
You see on tweets
at you shouldn't have been a liar
Huh from a small town I get it I'm discreet
Pull up to your spot and a J we will chief
If you really love me you gonna
song, think they getting kind of lazy
You mad doggy? Get up off me
Make it look easy, Jesus taught me
I drip, you soggy. Jump you froggy
Don't look back,
Woke up on some boss shit I might hit the Stu today
If he play he get a coffin bitch it's no need to explain
I paint pictures with my words so baby
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