Lyrics:
embarrass my moms by carryin' on
Internet and DVD's, babblin' on
I been a threat
You see the G on Fabolous song
I send 'em death repeatedly
When rappin' this
Real shit in the syringe, you might feel a pinch
Climbed up out the trench, now we tryna get rich
Pigs wanna see us in the pen, I'm sickened by they
by the projects while a nigger hollar
[Jay-Z]
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty young thing
Rap
attention
Bring her home before late
You wanna Netflix and Chill
DVD and Relax
Get that adrenaline pumpin' and beat them cheeks from the back
They call it
Yeah I see you trynna stack paper trynna get paid
Hustle with your mama all day
My dreams bout to take off but I'm sorry I'm still on the runway
You
faded, can't finish my sentence
Got this by the DVD, you ain't gone get it
And they be on TMZ, please mind your business
I like how you treatin' me, I had
socially at my expense what’s the picture
Pathetic political moves that misinterpret the scripture
My people getting caught by bullet spirals and viruses
sister makes me
Throw up in my mouth
Your dad sucks
I think he's a Nazi
Even tho I'm tempted
By moon pies and RC
I don't wanna come over to your house
Breaking bread with my gang, if they want the loaf then I like the crumbs
They gon' need this shit on DVD, BRB
Heard that bitches outside wanna see my teeth,
life go by
I ain't even high but still feel lifted
Getting scared of heights and these vistas
I can see for miles
And its overwhelming when I stop
been spinning like a DVD
Trapped inside my mind trying to find way out some shii had hit the fan so many copped out
We ain't cool I heard you opped out
sunk in yet
I know it's on some people's minds
But I don't think it's sunk in yet
We still need prophets of the future
Feel the weight upon your head
and a stick, finna up them up
Pull up take your bitch, give her dick, make her fall in love
Go by n0cap, but I'm the superstar, I'm going up
N0cap and yt back
DJ:
Ladies and gentlemen, Club Cibola proudly presents... the lady who started it all... from right here in New York City... put your hands together
shots
DVD gon' load up in that rental, spin by baby hot
Pushed up on that boy and beat his ass for claiming so he not
Wrapped him up in Saran, he in
of people on a daily
You don't care
Thina sithi hayi bo
Looting state resources
Hijackings and robberies
All money in the world is not to die for
In your
dad'd clean my clock!
"Hey, mom, it's me - no need for alarm
Gonna be a party that's the straight-up bomb
Here's your keys and your
Coat and Louis
Whole bunch of names on your credit in pubs
Tryin to be loved
I'm 30 mill and a fan club
What you got signed for
I spent on some rugs, DVDs, and TVs
You calling on your local prodigy
Bitch I am done with the modesty
Fuck niggas filled with dishonesty
I can not deal with this honestly
No we can't
doctor medication is your type
I'm always running beats had to take it in my stride
Purple sky, window seat, I found my tranquility
I being doing bit by
know I know how to get it
I just wanna buy this DVD
Yeah you know what I want
And I know how to get it
But goddamn you Christianity
Well I know what I
people
Talk that shit for the working class, man
You a true thug homie
We got your motherfucking back
You can say whatever you want to say
About whatever
had enough
Of bullshit that you spread all over internet
One of the ugliest methods to get some USD
Selling your soul like you sold a private DVD
On top of the game
City just utter my name
Your shit is plain
You don't do shit but you do complain
Everyday, I just elevate
Everyday, I just go
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