Lyrics:
Rouge for a couple of years
My college career got downed with a couple of beers
Came back home, now I gotta pay back loans
Same nigga, same block, same
hoodie, bitch, I'm a king like I'm Kong
Bing to the bong, ding to the dong
Got your bitch hypnotized, bet she sing to my song
Old pussy-ass jit, you
a crown, better own that thing
If the game got a throne, bet I'm on that thing
Blood dope dealer and a well known King
And a killer 'pending on how you
to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing
Ain't nothing left now but the same old blues I sing
Gave up everything, baby
I gave up everything for you
I got nothing left to lose
I gave up
I'm hallelujah hands high and friends in low places
Red, white, and blue and red letter pages
Back row pew and front seat Ford
New King James and old
Richter?
[JR:] I still sport the same frame, I just changed the big picture
[JR:] Now Im'a sit your ass down right in the front row
[JR:] To let you know how
I rekindled the flame (got 'em), she remember the name (got 'em)
It's Weezy Baby, January, December, the same (who?)
Mama, give me that brain
I rekindled the flame (got 'em), she remember the name (got 'em)
It's Weezy Baby, January, December, the same (who?)
Mama, give me that brain
used to feel the same way until I died with him
Looked my old self in the mirror then I said goodbye
Got baptized in the spirit now he lives within
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n'
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
Christ gang that's my clique, I'm a old head but still, get
On fire, like Limewire, I download that realness
Step, back and I need, room, for lost,
at Best Buy
Nike slippers, read the paper on the milk crates
Sippin' Arizona, I got stripes like a Zebra Cake
Believe me, fast money like a relay
Shopped in
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n'
"Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
weekend
I crack your old lady like a pecan
Implants got a nigga bitin' through cement
If this bitch take another bean and OD, that's a felony
Tried
trapaholic dog
Man I'm still serving cream pies
Bouldercrest shawty
All about them dead green guys
'07 'Lac truck mounted on them old guys
'82 Regal same color
fucking king.
I got legions in my fanbase, not one of them are yours.
Reason being Ian’s steady lining up these tours.
I’m not lying on the floor. I
and yo fake ass chains
I'm out here tryna kill all the damn KKK
Im tryna get my momma out the west end by today
I ain't got rid of nun my demons by
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