Lyrics:
and the heat's too hot to be cool
Yeah I'm sailing my bed to a better man school
And it's two in the afternoon
We already bullet-proof we got a big crew
And we're
much harder
Can't even see it straight, I can't even see it straight
Uh, fuck with me, I buy the shots
Live a little, 'cause niggas die a lot
And lie
can talk about the fact that they wish they could meet ya
I wanna be unknown, for real, I don't want a lot of people to hit me up, for real
I wanna see
I'm the one when the dust settles
They gon' see I'm the one
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, H-I-J-K, uh, M-N-O-P
That's little me in the classroom askin', "What's L?"
of fancy-free
It was a group in automation getting together two by two
Where people live and love one another, people who live like me and you
Then on the beach
fantasy
Yeah the sun the moon are both
Hitting the hood and the heat's too hot to be cool
Yeah I'm sailing my bed to a better man school
And it's two in
display on this day
Y'all niggas is history cause the whole crew is bitch to me
Listen to me Idi How many of y'all can see me?
Cause I'll tack that
keep 'em on the run
Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties
See me, single and free
No fears, no tears, what I want to be
One, two, take
Went the whole entire street up
Blast from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me down
I knowing that my crew arrive
to take a chump sucker down
And my H-K it holds 80 rounds
So when you move be careful and don't play
And watch for the ricochet
Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah
Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady
the ocean waves
I just hope for all our lives
And pray that I survive
Four ships are lost in the stormy conditions
The spirits of the sunken crews
gotta pay a lump
To this nigga name Peewee
From the are-I-see-H-M-O-N-D
Bitch you can't hang with me cause yo ass is scandalous
Bitch fuck it damn,
She shaking her Hips she move like a dancer like
Come and see what I do
H2c yeah I'm wit the crew
Smoking this spliff yea I'm going kuu
Ion want one
the lives or envy the guys
Who be frontin' in the Six that's really a Five
You could see I still got it by the look in my eyes
I'mma blue collar criminal,
the crew who got the weight
So recessitating rap like the hicks do with Presley
It's the kid who peed the jeans in Orleans off of Nesley
Just be MC number
you knew I was goin' to bust a move (brr)
I'm drippin' mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don't play by
up, fuck 'em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit a crew similar to myself
We in the "to be" killa zone, playin' the D
Lovin' the D
-Town
It's goin' down, and you know it's goin' down
Throw your hands in the air for that H-Town
It's goin' down, and they can't really see
Screwed-Up Click for
whip
You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan
They rollin' two deep, so they ain't too sleep and crews creep but they
Gucci and Prada
A nigga like Jungle to always come through
Shine in yo hood whenever the fuck you want to
Cause I'ma B.R.A.V., E.H.E.A.R.T. from QB
Put'em
there Yeah Yeah Hey
Verse 2:
Of all di stuggles and di troubles wah yuh get inna
cnd all di dut dem and di muck dem wa yuh step inna
c JcH provide di
call your house and be like, yo
Don't you gotta man
Why you f***in' with mine
See, I been through bad times
Get yo' mind off mines
You must be
different to me
I know you cant possible be
Were two in a million
But you could be someone that makes my perception complete
We go by our separate lives
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