Lyrics:
Surprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, comin'
I need this money like its EMA
You gotta separate the rats from the G's
If you can't handle cheese
crazy right now
It hurts, and I can't do much about it
'Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
In the heat of passion
you can say what you want but I was taught on the streets
That if a brother didn't work, then he didn't eat
"You don't work, you can't eat"
Can we go back to the days, when everything was okay
You took away all my pain, but now I'm stuck in the rain
It's kinda hard to explain, I really
lovin’ my drip
If you not part of the gang
Then you can’t tell me shit
My niggas say fuck what it was
Cuz nigga it is what it is
Ima just handle my
(Lights)
Laminates, cameras, ice (Ice)
4 am morning flights (Flights)
Uh I don't think you can handle that pal
I don't think you can handle this crowd
chargin by the punchline
10,000 thousand hours now I'm dumb nice
Instead of bein you y'all posin as the thug type
That's why you ain't cuttin like
laying down bricks on the yellow brick road
While you pussy niggas bitchin' sitting on the front row
My lil brother dead why did he have to go
You niggas
You will not be able to stay home, brother
(cyo, welcome to Generation Wavy yo)
The revolution will not be televised
cyo, yuh, yuh, yuh
cyo,
the showroom, the shit can breathe
Fix your weave, behold my expertise
I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my uzi back, you
free your mind
Know this life is dark but as time goes by it will shine
If you can smile then it fine
wipe your tears don't you cry everything Gon be
ain’t gonna work in the league
Can’t handle the heat, get out the booth
I don’t want beef, I want the truth
I’ve been on E, I’m by the pool
But I’ve been
the showroom, the shit can breathe
Fix your weave, behold my expertise
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back, you
bandit you can't handle
Shout out to jayden cook for always getting lit like a candle
This life a gamble currently I'm just a low baller
Scheming oceans
't handle the flavour (you can't handle, if you can't handle)
(Now we're cooking)
(Now we're cooking)
We're cooking and we're bringing beats and love (now
I’ve been chasing my dreams now for 10 damn years
Could’ve had a normal life if you didn’t convince me
I’d make it big by now so screw you Disney
I was
blessings just like bonus
That grave was empty can't see where the bone is
I'm with my brothers in Christ like Jonas
Vanish from sin like hocus pocus
God hit
You not a wifey, I can't fall in love with no ho (I can't)
Stopped doin' Molly, now Ecstacy, I'm right back on it (on it)
It's cashmere, special
in time
This what they want huh
That black on black crime
This shit was made by design
And we stuck in it
Fuck we pose to do if you can't trust niggas
Bic ain't legible
Jonas Salk fuck polio
Dontcha know
Overdose by motorboat
Coca-Co blow my nose
Her nose look like Buffalo
Know it got that hella snow
Tell 'em, that BS has got to stop
Tell 'em you're sorry they can't
Handle it out there
But they got to take the crime off the block
And if they look
walk by you ain't gotta worry if they gne murk you
If you get lost we gne search you
And don't value no life over another cuz you my brother
I'll be more
911, what's your emergency?
You took her around the corner by the condo
I know which hotel
Even took her round the corner by her favorite bar
I'll leave it to my delegates
You they try hate me you know they try and break me
Fuck it keep it off safety we can handle things delicate
I'm trying
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