Lyrics:
player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
You do what you can and i'll be doing my thing
I put that dick up in her belly got her running away
I fuck
on wood this jus for keeps sake
Grind in pain.. heat, hail, snow, sleet and rain
They tryna burn me alive like the Undertaker did Kane
She could wake up
a Mossberg)
Got a trap house in Tottenham, filled up with Harry and Kane like Hotspur (Hotspur)
Had a fucked up life but I don't complain 'cause it could have
lights
The crib and the whip came pearl white
But I don't need money cuz I got time
Eyes on me when drive by
Bout to set it off cuz it's showtime
I come
over the world
Hip hop came and made it's rounds
Taking up the fresh cuts, 1, 2, and 3
That was Whodini and Run-DMC
Lookin' at the kids with
Boomboxes
still in them trenches
With that glock one in the chamber
Yeah lil Kane gone up that bitch
And change your colors like a painter
We just fucking I don't
the pain
Ink in my skin that boy just rocking paint
The porcelain smoke it start rushing in, clarity came that I pushed you away
Lately I been in a field
Kane
100 On the eway
Blowing gas like a Speedway
She been on my line
For quite some time
She just hit the line
Say I been up on her mind
She don't want
amazing
Everything we overcame
They tried to throw salt on my name
This shit ain't a game
I just came back from LA
Right back in the trap with my gang
Not
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
stayed rockin' all night
Niggas came through and shot it up but it was alright
'Cause after the cops left, it was a party then
You down with O.P.P.?
crazy muthafucka, blood stains on my knuckles
I'm a slugger, fist kill his brain
Load up a weapon in the name of King Lester Kane
Get the money, we out
Just like easy, nigga I'm ruthless
Catch me with yours breezy pushing that new whip
Drop top new 6 white on white new kicks
I'm just pimping cross
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
the guap, green Ceelo
Y'all niggas lost like Nemo
I need more beats, nee-nee-need more
I'm fucking shit up like Deebo
I'm rapping and stacking
By stacking I'm
Wayne
Pouring up the sizzurp, but the lean won't heal my pain
White lines packed full of energy, it's destroying my brain
3 shots, he just took one in
down to run a train
Got a group of hoes, Danity Kane
When she open the box, I came
The remy make me shimmy, watch me do it like that
Little ladies
Travel to Nebraska just to build
My own White House got all your haters mad I
Got the cornhusks with me
Dealt it in my hand to backhand
This fuckin'
you're in your ride pumping it up
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Just remember
(Cars ride by)
It's Cool
(Cars ride by with the boomin'
you're in your ride pumping it up
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Just remember
(Cars ride by)
It's Cool
(Cars ride by with the boomin'
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
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