Lyrics:
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
say what you want, that's what it is
All I know is that the thoia thoing man its the sh*t
Afro's, cornrow's, hair weave's you gotta love it
White,
Flex, flex flex flex, flex flex
Slippin' through my shit wonderin'
What hit's it get
Even before the flicks I was always
Hit to flip the script
, there ain't nothin to joke about
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce (yeah, uh-huh, come on)
Shake ya shit, tuck in ya ass in poke it
on and do what you say you can do
With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch handle
John Henry raised it back til' it touched his heels then
to the third degree
I keep it G, damn G you owe us three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should
' when the income is nothin'
And the heat never be on so get that heat from the oven
It's humility, still humanized by these memories
You and I could never
We got somethin for all of y'all
We like to play we like to ball
This is a story for all of you
When we do our thing we got to do it true
Sittin' in
to my funeral with that fake shit
Y'all better off realizing there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with
Kicking it with hotter bitches, all they get's a lot of wood
Give it to 'em hardcore, all they do is holla good
He be soft strokin', I lean in it follow
other rapper got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused
I wasn't even in New York, I was just in the cruise
Somewhere way
would come to this, man?
Quicksand is what this life feel like
That shit these rappers kick is nothin' like real life
You made a milli off of servin'
On point like a pyramid
Force to be reckoned with with the best shit
Like the strongest manure
I'm ready when you are this is it
I'm in the lab cooking up
would come to this, man?
Quicksand is what this life feel like
That shit these rappers kick is nothin' like real life
You made a milli off of servin'
If there's nothin' missin' in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
I shaved my head four times because I wanted to
And then I did it one
it's the Killer Bee swarm
And your set, the fuck is y'all?
You enterin' the 36, masterin' the 18
[?] chamber sixth, hands down, I crush bricks
Backs
smooth and calm and shit was like"
"Where's my bone, nigga?"
"Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man
I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
droppin' dimes
Duckin' and dockin', pussy's is red wise
Niggaz is been telling no, there ain't no way that it slimmed
But nothin', we gotta ride
Yo, this sound like some movie shit right?
Get ya popcorn, get ya condiments, you dont wanna miss nothin, ok listen
[Verse 1]
They call me Edward
Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home
Shit, it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff
Bentleys
I'm fresh outta Philly, you know we ain't runnin'
I see these niggas talk shit on the internet
Catch 'em in traffic, I know it ain't nothin'
I
the trenches with the four eight
Still sleepin' with the toolie by the doorway
They like "where you been Young? Shit was bad for a minute"
All them clown
Anybody wanna buy a heart?
'Cause I don't use the shit anyway
But okay, I guess it's my fault
Woah! Westside shorty, with an Eastside nigga
They say
find out there's some more niggas (what?)
That's runnin' with your niggas (what?)
Nothin' we can't handle (what?)
Break it up and dismantle (what?)
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