Lyrics:
the seats
And I splits down nuthin but them swisha sweets
I'm just what reclinin
Nigga bumper climbin
Man what's up in my mouth is steady diamonds
Yeah
over there
Where the Masseys used to live, it's all good over there
The basement always popping we was cooking in there
I got a little older, dates, yo I
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl?
used to live in the basement
Now im raising the roof
I just needed some time to get right, a new mind, with new heights
I'm good now, a new flight, Its
get caught in that ocean
They'll pull you down to watch you sink so we stay high up above the commotion
Take my hand you don't need to be scared of new
And murder you in the blood red halls
Imma put you in the room with the red walls
Sit down shut the fuck up and let me kill ya
I move on to a new victim his
leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
fiends found in lakes, jeolously jakes we shake
what i strive for is what i live for
infatuated by material things,
I been living too fast tryna slow things down
Heart beating out my chest only when you come around
I done come up from the basement but I didnt make
and you
cnd I bet your grandaddy Lloyd lives right next door
There's a good trail from his place to yours
cnd a side by side in the barn
Tomatoes
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
I was down bad ain't know it would be like this
Bitch I came straight from the bottom came from the basement
Yeah I got it out the mud now they can't
the bottom, from the basement, we ain't really got a lot of patience
Roll up then we smoke him like we facin', we gon' catch a body like Jason
Watch who you
mile per hour pitches, volleyball servin' 'em
The iron is itchin'
To straighten any nigga out tryin to diss on crack
Get up, get get, get down
You
basements
I scratched records and performed a few tricks
KDC mix let the Black man talk shit
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like
brown, I let my top down
Swang and swangin, and my diamond gonna shine in my mouth
Im from the South, what ya talkin bout
The haters rollin up so I got my
quick to buck it down bitch
My nine’s juss waitin’
Young’n on some SQAD shit
- now niggas hatin'! Get yahold up
I ain’t even bout to spit man
This here is
What you would do if it was twenty mil' or live on the street?
I guarantee your ass is rapping on a radio beat
But it was deeper than that
I used that
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
Kevin's basement with all my friends
Provided we can get, get our lazy asses down to Bottle King by ten
And the walk home is going to be a real shit
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
is going down
Nigga Mayday
I live my life Everyday
Like it's Payday
Payday check higher than Day Day
Better Vacay my squad we start a Melee
Do you like
The front lines are filled with hundred-thousands of patients
Could I get exposed? Hell no! I live in basements
Looking at the news and getting so impatient
live in basements
Looking at the news and getting so impatient
Wondering what to do, waiting for a statement
Working from bed is everybody's vocation
takes
Live it up, if it's complicated don't break it down
Just face it positively then add it up
Your mind is built of the things that you allow
Have you
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