Lyrics:
hit like a typhoon
Behind these tints i'm outta view
Smoke my first blunt before noon
Then Get this bread and pay my dues
Don't follow rules but i get
'Cause we let it pop
I bet this 40 go brrah (Grrah)
Do damage, make it a cinema, no tellin'
Huh, look, know you can stand me
'member just sittin' up
Then
provocative
Move provocative
Move
When you hear this beat, ma-ade by timothy
Everybody hands go high (go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can
time dealing with people denying the gift of music
High and I'm feeling lucid
Lucy could drop a few in
I'm viewing this as a movement
For anyone who
like I was over weight
A hundred-fourty pounds
Skinny nigga stuck to this cake
Leave the conversation, I'll be waiting for mine
Need a nomination by
ca he's due couple shellin's
If it's me 1 no talkin' no tellin'
'N if its gang then we'll see by da endin'
A man can't fuck me this ain't no movie
This
light
[Verse 1]
Yo, 2/27/98 I wrote a check out
to H.W. funeral home for my little sister Christina
15 years old damn man this fuckin world is so cold
8
days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Cause them days go by in the blink of an eye
I've never been to jail but this job's a close
goes by and I want this to last
So I can reflect and be happy on the past
Art should be timeless and not just trend
These people pushing projects
lost focus stayed on the right track
Never been hopeless had to run that shit back
Remember when they never wanna cut a kid slack
Been a real gift by
never deleted those verses?
Never replaced them with alternate versions
They put you on the spot, they like "spit a freestyle"
But you just forget what
Secure me a spot
All you monkeys in the game .wait until this weasel pops
Word to my pops
That's word to my pops yo
Going hard like what the fuck is even
This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3
can’t really say no to"
They got matching tattoos within
Two weeks of getting
Together: he has a version of the
Sun symbol inspired by The Light in
this shit on any luck (No luck)
Go faster with your life this a wake up call, hello
I'm in the ufo
Thought I was going to say my abyss I know
I am still
I hope you nigga you know
I see these bitches dont know
Let me in
Im gonna kick it serve you the heat
Niggas offended by this Im sorry my niggas be
this is me
10 down, own 2
Like it's supposed to be
98 wit the' deuce, on you fucka
That's me
I know... I get it, stuck in a place where fakes get high
Ain't a thing gonna move unless they speak to me
If this was '88, I would be writing raps for Eazy-E
Every day I'm better than my last there ain't no
the corner
Yo this for Louis V that ain’t out yet
And paper that I ain’t count yet
Them hitters pop up on you
Unannounced like a house guest
I used to go
call you niggas logan
Never needed no help do this shìt by my lonely
Been 1 of 1 got a white girl name zoey
Fake for the clout man these rappers bologna
Hov, I'm letting it blow
Had the papers writing stories like "Didn't they know
This what happen when they made that rapper CEO"
I know, its just
Hov, I'm letting it blow
Had the papers writing stories like "Didn't they know
This what happen when they made that rapper CEO"
I know, its just
'Cause false moves get your whole face smothered like soul food
Right by the waist I got the Pro Tool, it's simply logic
Produce this hard dick in
to hit checkmate
Love bein by ma lonely, it helps me concentrate
Wont say it twice, this ma time now watch me elevate
They tellin me
Kay u gotta keep ya
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