Lyrics:
you gon' respect me at the same time
This dedicated to the ones who love me and the ones that hate me at the same time
I'm not a rapper I'm a game
New York
Then my mom remarried, had my little brother Gary
My sister a year later, let me gather my thoughts
By the time I was nine I was outta my
New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
Shit you know what I do
Now tell me what you tryna get into
The man cars rented, the man car killing
Gossiping, man, fuck the car look at the man in
the opps I'm with my guys
Just listen to my voice, let me take you through the wild
Take you through the wild times, when I was outside
It was me, K and D
bad at feeling good
I'm so good at feeling bad
Especially when I'm on my own
Oh
There's no point in trying to fix me
Cause I know that you can't
You
woo, woo, uh
Tell me you gon' ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon' die for me (you gon' die)
Tell me you gon' die by what you
through to me
When sometimes I was through with you
All your time was worth it, let me reimburse it right back to you
This message is for my friends
we are really thought of highly by the G up above you need some more evidence of how He rode for you okay have a comfortable seat and gone let me show
the people wanna (c'mon)
Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (go'n fly)
Get ?
Everybody get, get
Now I wanna see all a my people form a line
If ya with me
and run in houses when nobody home (uh)
If you put out a hit, they gon' copy your song (fact)
If you diss me on a record, we follow you home
Uh, what it
enough
cant keep my drank in my double cups cant keep yo hoe off my fucking nuts
you got the bob you gone smoke or what egyptian bitch make me feel like
right now
We gon' lay you right out
Fold 'em like some paper then erase 'em like some whiteout
Oh, I'm not your type now?
Get out of my sight now
Fight me
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
the ones that lasted
And Them the ones gon be wit me when I start livin lavish
Do Everything strategically, continue makin magic
Verse 1
I’m Searching,
that lasted
And them the ones gon be wit me when I start livin lavish
Do Everything strategically, continue makin magic
(Verse 1)
I’m Searching,
to pretend, yeah
Get bands, get bands, spend it all on my friends
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
And never let me down (they never let me down)
what you is, let me see you mean mug
Now everybody gon' do it, y'all know what's up, look
On my face, and it's called the mean mug
Everybody gon' do it
Now let me take you back, back when Mosky and MD introduced me to trap
In the basement fuckin' up, tryna learn how to count
Now I'm a vet and this
into doodlebob
So I might just do the bob
Tell me nigga who the rock
Who really giving out the locks
All these girls is looking like Meagan Fox
And you
You step to the gang and your team get devoured
Gotta find a spot I can layover
So I told your thot I'm on the way over
She gon let me slide
She gon let
talk
I ignored his call 'cause I was sleepy
Then when I picked up at 2 pm
He told me my daddy had got shot, four times
Immediately tears start coming
of the fewest that's official
I'm keeping my game tight
But you, I doubt they would even miss you
Let me take up a second to get to
The reason you're lending
(Just throw up your hands) c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
So if you goin' through it but
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