Lyrics:
car, and I'm about to rock it
Like a lead guitar, I party like a rock star, you can probably tell by how I spit my bars
Girl if you don't like me for who
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
only dream was holding it down, like
Fuck who tryna stop us
You could get the middle finger
Or the reddest beam it's your choice, I took
This industry by
shit when they
Put some bullets in me
Chillin', pimpin', traffickin' women
A bitch named Peggy and
She married with children
Plymouth Rocks, like I was
bitches no denying it
You roll my blunt then I’m lighting it
Ya face is ugly ain’t no hiding it
Ya body right so pop a tit
Ya pussy tight I’m loving it
It’s
braids
Now it's corny niggas and my homie on death row and bitches with they lemonades
But me I'm just not in to hate
But it's some niggas that wanna see
Money to play with
I am dope
Put me in the pot
I rock over the stove
Push me on the block
Whops get sold
But I never sell out and you don't have to like
precise, cause if not I wouldn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends
Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with
get sold
But I never sell out & you ain’t got to like me
Cause where I come from, it’s some just like me
Can’t be whipped! Already stirred up
Already
around then
Watch you flip out ’cause of cheese like sopranos
„I‘M LOSING MY BAWLS OVER HERE“
Leave this room then you might grow a pair
No other options
answer when you call, but answer for them bitches
Got you thinking twice, damn I should've been a witness
Dismantle my business, just telling my story
We just like the finer things toast to the Lords time to celebrate
Drink in my cup lift it up for the greats
Women on my line I see they tryna
I just might go hard today
Drop a couple bars out the safe
Really I'm the shit put the chip in Frito lay
We be dodging cops make it pop like anime
stepped in, then give you it but
But give you what?
The P the R the T for often come to teach the top but
Plus I be just enough? (Uh-huh) to manifest
know what it feels like when your homeboys die
And you so used to, but you forget how to cry
You just roll another dutchie and look to the sky
Pour out
"The first words I spoke in the original phonograph, 'Mary had a little lamb. It's fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb
of girls
Only two kind of girls
Good ol' big ones and big old' good ones
Baby mama girl!
Not prejudice I like the light ones
White ones, black as night
you're down to ride we'll
Take you to the other side
Only one way to go from here
Hit rock bottom by last autumn
Gettin there on a wing and a prayer
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
too, yeah)
Now I do it for my son
Everybody behind me like I'm the one (You is, nigga)
No strap gon' get it done (Brrt)
Double back but bring a ton
without including whites. Because equal rights, fair play, justice, are all like the air; we all have it or none of us has it."
56) “Every day I awaken I
shots at me
You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew
Obviously, I'm not gettin' through
We can get it poppin' like Redenbach,
could start jus by a great school
They whitened all the history
Taught to us in grade school
Maybe I'm jus tripping but it's feeling like they made
a whole lotta women that want me I ain't tripping on bitches
That did me dirty like they sink full of dishes
My only wish is, is that I can separate all
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