Lyrics:
not a drake song
Bumping Dj Screw & get my gray tape on
Rip Pimp C
Rip Big Hawk
It's ABN like I'm trae da truth
And I represent it like I'm Lil Boss
okay that this is the end
A dream deferred, a plan left in place
Lead by calloused hands and a pair of hearts
And everything we've given, and everything
on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker
Don't get embarrassed by the merits
Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (never)
Murals of Phoenix, I ain't
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face
hitting the scene, dripping that paint off the slab
That's a Highlight
They hating the swag, the faces they make when they mad
That's a Highlight
Highlight,
if a nigga don't like it
Tell them bitches I rep Texas
Topless, in the slab I come thru)
Elbow and Vogues and expensive clothes
Candy paint our cars,
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
I don't want no beef I just want the money
Why you mad at me bitches acting funny
Get it by any means just
Look at where I started
Label on my jeans
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
looking so live
84's and vogues, we glide
Screwzoo, you know we holding it down
[Trae]
Niggas ain't ready, for what we do
When I'm in my drop, or in
Bankrol, he hop on the beat and he kill it
Told his lil' ho, suck my dick till I'm finish
Ridin' the slab, you would think I'm still tippin
33 shots like my
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
How do you do, I
See you've met my
Faithful handyman
He's just a
Little brought down because
When you knocked
He thought you were the candyman
Don't
cousin house
I got half a sheet of acid at my brothers house
They emulate a lifestyle cuz it come with clout
Pushing every ride like it's a slab because
When my sister took her life I thought I was spaced deleted by myself
And gone going insane inside from my pain
I wanna vomit seeing the blood flow
Stuck in an ice cube
Watchin' the days go by
Frozen retro static
Lacin' my mind
Cabin fever just hit, post-trip
Another first class ticket
cause I'm
love
It's a cut throat thing
Leave my heart on slab
Doesn't seem so safe
I keep it close to me
Where it's suppose to be
I don't wanna fall in love yea
Man, how you a player when you're getting robbed by a femme fetale, that Jezebel
Never selling my soul for the wealth just to end up in hell
Only through
NO, I don't believe what I see.
A slab of stone encased by an old rotting tree;
its edges worn away, and rounded by time.
The leaves drift and reveal
a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town,
'Bout half
product on the block, nigga
We got eight for the O's and a dollar for them balls
Soon as I finish my ball might hit the mall
Got stacks on deck
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
Houston My Place
Where They Love To Smoke Gas Nigga Sip & c Taste
Its Seven Thirteen Self Made My Gang
Yes Im Swangin Real Hard Slab Hall Of Fame
Crawl
scare you away
When did it stop being true
That it's all just a game, just a game
Covered my ears when a red box with lights
Screamed at all the children
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