Lyrics:
a voicemail
Like "Yo Hannah, it's Les' can you call me back?
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feeling like I need to get my
No cap
You know them pints come sealed, you connected (real talk)
Ayy, they don't like but they respect it
Yeah, 10K for breakfast, I love
Well I don't know if they can run it like that
But ain't nobody else doing funny type rap
What's that?
Well I can tell a story about my morning
Watching
really kiss me
Dem a mad over me, hey-a, over me
An' dem a talk over me, hey-a, over me
Mi know a little girl by di name of Beverly
Mi check her stop, mi
Fuss and fought 'bout, the shit I thought 'bout
You know whoever it ain't shit to talk 'bout (bitch)
Call you a bitch, then you just walk out
You
Freddie Gray Breonna Tay
George Floyd Tamir Rice took his life
As the world gets colder
I ask america
Is it
Is it over
Is it over
Is it over
I wanna know is
over Bernie
People talk a good game
Most of them ain't certy
That's why I'm on my own flex
No stress
Couldn't trust nothing but the Process
Couldn't
wall-street so they can see up to me
Black owned businesses and everything that I came with
You see I did it by myself ain't need no help
Everybody doubted
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
do?
'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the right word or two
To make all it stick like glue, then you through
We
Well there was an old man who lived by the mill
If he ain't moved away he's a livin' there still
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye
designers
Look at my persona, I dreamed it, woke up and conquered
And there was commas after commas, I eat 'em like Benihanas
Put the shrimp over the pasta,
down for long
Cause we taking over all of my ladies
Cause we taking over it’ll be crazy
We takin over don’t even try to hate
Wish a nigga would! I’m
honey...
Robby, darling...
Eight o'clock on Monday Bobby fella...
Bobby baby...
Bobby, come on over for dinner!
We'll be so glad to see you!
satisfaction
The role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real
game but I don't give a fuck, my nigga
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that nigga up my nigga
Then go get a mill, fuck my bitch
I take this game
That's how you spend (spin) the Night
New black and silvers
Danny Green and Patty Mills
And it ain't a long story
Beef? I let that semi spray like
A nine
3 or 4 mill and everything that it bring
Standing on my oath still im knee deep in the rain
They say that money bring pain
Well nigga shoot me in
lost
I try to keep it together, never felt this way
We spent 'bout two weeks together, only skipped one day
And they say, "bros over hoes," I'm like,
to tell
All the boys over there, they never took it well
Do the math on the ave when your time comes
Have your ass on your back with your eyes stuck
Paid
brrrrrrr
It's the haters
Hello?
Oh you fucking with the wave now
You wanna work
Yeah we'll talk about it
Click click click
Every fucking time
Fuck all you
still always stay on the move every second go by is time wasted for real
In love with the money we flirting
Run it up quick we move perfect (Two Gs)
Talk
this mill'
The reason why is rap shows don't always go that well
Uh, and the chances are that I probably won't recoup
So I'ma take this loot and book
and...
Who wan' talk that, I'll embrace em...
Hate's the new love so I love it when the hate come...
..Let it pour in, watch the bottle empty out...
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