Lyrics:
Yeah (yeah, in the stash house, nigga)
Yeah
Yeah
Burglar bar door, hardwood floors
Money on the table, I'm in my stash house
Bricks goin' in
We all call for change.
It becomes automatic.
Your wasting my time by apologizing.
I've come to expect this little from you.
It all ends in tears
our next trick we'll just disappear
Ta da
Ta da
Ta da
It's a lot but you gotta let me in
I made of with this alien thing
I know I'm wanted but I'm still
Pool filled with rocks
Spider crawled towards my feet
Close by but going on
Just as I'm thinking of you
Thinking of me
Chewing ice and picturing
You
and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted
to sell in a hurry
I'm Fall River, East Providence
Dartmouth, Warren, and Bristol
I'm Somerset, I am New Bedford
I'm with a hammer I'm with a pistol
I'm
Shmurda'd
I be grilling that beef, I ain't talkin' no burgers
I finna be walkin' like I'm a New Yorker
I let off the K and then I hope in the Uber
It's never
Get 'em all off my pad (yeah), every thought that I had
Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, I'm in my bag
I get a little testy
these bitches be on my dick
Yeah I'm the new draft pick, about to get my ass licked
Street bullies blastin', you ain't gotta ask it
Ghostface, Wigs,
saw your new watch that shit cool but my shit crazy
Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy
I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah
But remember not a game new under the sun
Everything you did has already been done
I know all the tricks from Bricks to Kingston
My ting done made
bitches trick me
Seen a opp and he ran like Ricky
Cooling out in New York feel like 50
She fuck with a nigga she said im so drippy
And shawty so bad she
say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck, bitch
Everybody round make way for the clown
Been to New York and L.A., I'm southwest down
Walked into Del
that's how I'm living
That's how I'm living (x3)
Yep that's how I'm living
That's how I'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how I'm living
I'm in a zone
it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As almost she's got the heaven
Baby, you're a perfect
Bossed up bitch bought a brand new chally
Could've sold these bricks but I chose the scamming
Showed her tricks now she call me daddy ugh
This one for my
poppin' this shit is like knockin' a bitch
I'm cold with it, rock roll with it, trick hoes with it
Nick Foles with it, get it, I be the backup, second in
a nigga hold together
Or will the new lane lead em' to the same pen
And the hunger strike in em' to the same tin
Love is looking over various errors
me out (count me out)
Count me out (count me out)
Count me out (count me out)
Count me out
And in the bedroom
You're trying all these new tricks
the game highlight
In the back with this bitch And you know that I hit I
Came back in the mix and she came back with a bag of tricks
In the back with this
Unit back in the days, kid (I know that son, I know that)
You know that (you know I know that)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I miss
a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage to the world with the hurricane gloria
I'm serious, you can say I'm furious
You're sayin in your mind, "who is he?
inside
New ones that don't wanna hide
I gotta listen, so here we go
Hit the ignition
I'm in for a ride, oh
Nowhere left to run
Feel the shadows
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