Lyrics:
getting face fucked
Who you think you is?
You don't know who I be's
Left top, dub A, E-V-T, no thanks
They ain't seeing that my state stacked
Only time
you to tell me I'm in the band please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
I don't need
lied I know that you lied to me
Now she gonna hear this song
Like damn you did me wrong
Shorty when the moon and the stars
In the sky are perfectly
You can talk that in my ear, but it ain't shit, 'til you come down here
My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My
it on
You play ball and you think you Lebron
You might spend 5 days picking a song
By then i’m on a racetrack winning along
I’m doing it right
to the game that put me on the map
You know what I'm sayin'?
I know you love it, the game is so irresistible to touch
You should see me when fienin' for
you stand by your king, yeah, that Coretta shit (ayy)
In the world with no one to trust, know you can trust me (trust me)
Just know that I'm stay
of a broken king run down by the deals
Neck the toxins until the darkness come real
Come and listen now to this
Sing the sorrows unreal of a broken king run
[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]
Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked
Ah suck that thang, ha ha
Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin to the broad day light
g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright
Time's an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast
to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah yeah
Mystikal and Outkast, ha ha
If it don't bump off in the club, you
punchlines!”
That’s somebody wishing I could spit it very easy
But they don’t understand the level that I’m in,
The more you play the game, the more you see
I'm here, when I'm gone you'll miss me
Oh now you want to listen
I don't just want the sink, nahh, the whole damn kitchen
C.R.E.A.M.. and that's why I
fast track
That invincible shit don't work
Throw ya in a joint you'll be
Coming out feet first
So I blast the mic with my style
Sometimes I'm ill
paranoid about you seeing other men
Maybe I was bugging out
Baby tell me that I'm wrong
Tell me I don't gotta write another song
Tell me I didn't misread
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
I'm frustrated, contemplatin'... thinkin' ‘bout a song that'll change the world. I think I did it. Dear God, I think we did it. My Lord, I think you
go 'head, Drama, do it
(This a Big E beat)
See, I don't wanna be the mixtape king no more
More like the mixtape president
Barack O'Drama
It was
I sing something's
that mean something's
But I
Know money come & go
When you cruise control
Thru Life
I sing some songs
You see some bling on I
But
IF I HAD A DOLLAR
I'm not a stool
I'm just a stealthy guy
I play the game by myself
You think I got it made
Somebody tips ya
and you're on your way
What now?
I am Shortie
I be 4'11"
(I am, I be, I am, I am) I
Am Shortie (oh, you tapin' now?)
(I am Patrick) I'll do that again
I did
name Kweli (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)
I mean (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)
I mean (You don't really know him, why is
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