Lyrics:
going
Fast than me with abrushima my inspiration from youth
Killa bee got loose, don't be teared, don't be mad, no, give it the truth, say
M-E
Deranged, not yet but hell I'm gonna be (Ugh)
Especially if I have to wait like we did for the Carter III (Yeah)
I'm I-M-P-A-T-I-E-N-T-L-Y waiting see
For
Steady living by the trigger
I toss on nigga
Nuthin' on my ass but Tommy Hilfiger
Droppin' chronic by the pound
Who's teachin' classes?
Bitches blowin all
After this you bitches crying some tears
Said this is Taxi Cab's year
Dropped a album but I swear I wasn't rapping last year
Copped a brick by all means
Busting my brain and creating this album making a statement
Its understatement, I'm taking rap flow to plateau
These assholes you clap fo'
Just can't go
That's right y'all, the K double-O L, K-E-I-T-H (South Bronx)
I'm in here, I'm a let you know (I started rappin')
I can tell you can't rap, look
I'm rapping this song to give you all the news
Album dropping dropping dropping, it's gonna be lit
Subscribers are popping cause we're about to make
(Gbe gbe gbe)
Nobody know my story reachi my microphone (yeah)
E be be my gossip partner
E be my aproko (aproko)
E sabi the truth of the matter
Na him
the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin' tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon'
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
openin' for me, but they ain't even wanna see
Who I be, Nikko M-I-L-E-S
Yes, guess again
I been sneakin' over like Mexicans to the border
I ain't never cook
Yeah, whaddup
I'm tryna put my dick inside of yo panties
Yeah, and when I tear this shit for real, yeah
I be rolling out, while they rolling loud
Giving Top Like Tutor
If She Pop A Pill Gotta Loot Her Aiye Yiee
Pockets On Buda, Extendo Be Longer Than Rulers
Frying a Op Like He Tuna, Drive By In
E'ry body shady in the world of an outlaw
They gon' be lying on you when you get a lil' clout y'all
Dirt on my name in the world of an outlaw
So I don't
the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause the bass sounds
Vènt ch ì urlän... tempéssti d giàz... a sòn ché al pòrti d l'Inverän, circundé sôl da frädda puräzza... A stàgh da pär mé, tra spàzi infinì e stasôn
back in album mode
I’m from V-a-double L - E -Y H - I
Where n*ggas let them bullets fly
You see the look up in they eyes
Hope that I can touch a mill
the pot
My wife was pregnant with my daughter at the time
I was workin' on the album, thinkin' that would get us by
But my pride put me in a situation I
get us by
Til they drop the iPhone Dildo 5?"
And the turtleneck that your
Wore with such pride
Made me think you prolly sleep with guys
And I heard
believe
I'm the young king you said ah could never be
When ma New album turn dem anthem anthem
Ah wan dey chill with man dem steady toping the charts
i don call your number but e de busy
You don put me for blacklist
You say make I call on you when I need you
Say you go stand by me when I need you
and the day I met
The M-a to the see with the dash
M-o-n-e cash came fast on the ave, see?
(Cars ride by with the boomin systems)
With the (funky) (funky,
cant see the fact like I'm Stevie
What a wonderment, see some thing
Person go get person e no be like say he get person
And I wish you could call me
Eon, wreckin' shit
"A-a-a-at-at night the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme"
Mr. E-O-N must be talkin 'bout me
(Who dat?) The one and only High
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