Lyrics:
bitch the baddest and we make magic, yeah
Yeah, what's your status? Let's leave this planet
Used to be savage, but you keep me balanced, yeah
Tell me
Let's tell the obvious truth of a place I was brought up and raised
Damn near only black kid in the suburbs where I grew up
So it was much harder
I'll tell you what I'm thinking when I can think
I'll try to get it off my chest
But I was never good at bench press
You wait around again, again
Do you know
Everything that goes in my brain?
Can you hear me?
You will feel a lot of pain
I?m not so easy
To be betrayed
My heart it?s like
cute when you get angry
And you like to tell me how to drive, mile-after-mile
But oh baby, that's alright
You like to pick a fight so we can make up
broads, the fastest cars
I'm sure a lot of niggas wish this life was yours
What says it ain't? why?all niggas said I can't
You laughed about my dance, I
on your mind
We've been drinking on the wine
That we drank from the serpents vine
Now we live in another time
Sister can you tell me when the day
Ya see son, there's a lot of goddamn things dat I'm good at (um-hm)
And hustlin is one of 'em, dat all I've ever did (yeah)
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Sit back and let me tell a little story,
About a fourteen year old boy, now listen closely.
You see his name is Noel he doesn't fit in with all his
in love with a stripper yo!
(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I
got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)
It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man
He's
pretending
You gotta write your own story from the start
Let's tell 'em all what you feel in your heart
Yeah I know you see me when I pass by
So I don't take
Waiting to set sail across the sea
I can tell you, sit tight and hold on cause everything will come to an end
there will be scars and marks and a strength
Tell you a story, and cry myself till I fall asleep.
Engraved, you're on the palms of my hands.
I'm crawling in the dark, the place that doesn't
to me
Tell me blow em away
This purple got my mind hazy
Paranoid where I stay
Never wanted to be a slave, just for a bed to lay
Instead I raised my black
yeah, it's just what I smell a lot of bulls in the game
And you had this shit on the side. It was talking man. What you talking about now
Oh
Yeah, I say
me
Had to do it by myself, cuz we done lost too many homies
I mention Zo in every song, hope his family know I missed him
When a homie caught my
The formula close ?
Shit
I'm a work it tell I get it
That's all that I got
Can't help but dream big
It's limitless doors
Rip the door from the hinge
They foot
Hit another lick, go back to the north
I'ma get some straight drop or some soft
I don't want whip, sell it to me hard
I'mma have this shit gone by
Cruising to a playlist
Just us in the drop and we can't miss
And we on the same vibe so dangerous
And you feel the same thang no name shit
I say we
to be great as dime
Let's multiply our vibe by 3 or 4, add a couple more
threesome, foursome, don't give a fuck we just trying to switch the flow
What is
And my band's different colors like Teletubbies
Got the drop on the opp, need to tell it to me
Please don't hit up my thots cause they killin' with me
That
had to tell you lot like 10 times
Moving undercover yeah I'm 1 below like 99
Keeping to myself, I'm on my ones just for some peace of mind
Stacking up
It's crazy cause I used to tell myself at 14, 15, like, yo, I'ma be a millionaire, like, I'ma own that, like, I used to, like
go in and all, like,
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