Lyrics:
in and out
Oxygen in my blood
I'm calculated in my movements like a TI81
A machine on the keys
Workin' way after the sun
In that city by the sea
It's
I feel like I must just explain myself bru
N miyang stokkie means incense
And by incense what am I talking about
I’m talking about those little
seconds for fifty bands
Tight on you hoes like span
Wait for my next one to land
Building a castle by sand
I am too black to get tanned
My shit always
tempted by gifts them niggaz bought you
Guilty, talk about other bitches I talk to
Leavin' you a message every time I called you
Voice mail for my top
These are the lines
That we straighten every year
But it's the second time
They mapped the constellations
So we'll search for you by night
In
ya'll think its funny
people think its worth alot of money
so i give an sample to scully and mulder
gotta write it up in a little black folder
FBI wanna
ourselves defy the word of God
Free will is the key to salvation
Look to the heavens to see the sky burnt black
Look to the end where time is turning back
put an end to all of your grievances
Solve world peace, lil nigga
Boy, this shit really slap, on every volume like it was raised by Smack
In
are you frontin'?
I got the keys, it feel like I'm Sora
That trigger get squeezed and bullets be soarin'
You send me yo' song, that shit really
again
When it's my time to end
I unload the clip
And im taking them all
Full metal jacket flow
I'm Wit the racket McEnroe
The Cadillac is black n blue
it another way (try it another way)
Under the spitfire on the hook by the light
Can you toss me the keys now, I hear Raymond outside
He's gonna
foreigners
Helicopter to the show, fly by traffic
Say you've got keys, think you're like Khaled
Think you're stunting on me, what, with my balance?
Bro
tempted by gifts them niggaz bought you
Guilty, talk about other bitches I talk to
Leavin' you a message every time I called you
Voice mail for my top
learned by them Kurds about them dollars and cents
It was never my transaction it was however I did it
I was impressed with the whips
I asked my father
obey their summons
Or vainly we will fall in despair
For they are the keys of ascension
To the hidden gates of liberty
By injustice we are enslaved
They would hoist their mighty sails under the black flag
Catch a trade wind to their date with infamy
On a mission to destroy every time that they
sumerge like the navy
When its me and her I don't even think about you baby
I'm sorry that it sounds so shady
This time me and my whip can forget the gravy
hustle make me California grind
Getting mine, so we don't waste nobody's time
Pick up my pants and tuck away my black nine
Hard rhyme, that's all I got
want to get out of line
I'll tell you one mo' time, you better respect my mind
When a red light shine, go and lay it down
Who the niggas that want
hustle make me California grind
Getting mine, so we don't waste nobody's time
Pick up my pants and tuck away my black nine
Hard rhyme, that's all I got
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