Lyrics:
I'm an official mack, Lex coupe triple black
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche
My destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he
the dope spot into an afterhours
Got them culinary skills, bitch I been a chef (chef)
Above the rim on these niggas, they gon' need a ref (ref)
Yeah,
Losing track of the time
But, that is alright
Yet, I can't sleep at night
Without you on my mind (Woah)
Feeling alone without
You by my side
When I
came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort, to Scott
Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
truth's is realer; maybe; cool blue; anew view;... pool spot; reigndrops; sightseeing; plain spots;...(hahe);... I know the spot;.... (cHH);... oh, oh;
never gave a fuck bout it coming to the top
im just tryna kick it with the homies at the spot
if you didnt know then you know by now
we just play
the sunsets
These blues all turn to reds when the
Sun sets
We see hope in the skies
I love the sunsets
Sunsets
Some are cast by clouds
And others by fires
No
want to chop your cherry tree, I can't tell a lie
Somethings on the rise, what a surprise
I called up the homies and said, "Let's go the spot!"
Where
Nigga, that's what them noodles do
Thought I'd be dead by the age of nineteen
I been doing this shit, it might be brand new to you
I needed food on my
I was dumb enough to let go of you
Roses are red (uh-uh)
And violets are blue (uh-oh)
I was dumb enough to let go of you
I'm sitting in regret (I
fat nigga
We overseas with the Wu, we blowin' trees with our crew
All my clothes brand new, you gotta love it man
I'm on top of my game, rocks
overseas with the Wu, we blowin' trees with our crew
All my clothes brand new, you gotta love it man
I'm on top of my game, rocks on top of my chain
[Yella]
Yo this is Yella
as we wine down to the final song
I wanted to make this one to remember my lil nigga E
I know he wanted this track on his
Yeah, nigga
I don't gotta say too much, ah
You know my track record
my, my reputation proceeds itself
(Griselda)
Everything you heard about me
the glock, now I'm smoking out your sess spot
I rock from here to Bedstuy, I hit the spot like XY
Who is that nigga that's coming six billion feet
I roll
me straight cause I don't like em shy (NAH)
Green is my true love that's the shit that gets me by
(VOICE CHANGE) So ima stack it up and smoke until I
We’re so furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you
Sorry that
I could never love you back
I could never care enough
In these last days
Her tears fell
On her pages found me well
On her words, I
sat by my side
And I thought
I don't wanna wait to know you
I don't wanna wait to fall in love
I don't wanna wait to know you
To know you, to know you
A rap that'll cap like a true blue rap
Not a washed-up almost MC sap
Little girls so fresh and I know you are
Wanna take a little ride in my new car
I
got it
If i aint pay it in cash then you know i swipe it
Money phone by the ear know the number dial it
We was risking our freedom to get a dollar
(get
shoes
Gotta find somebody take away my blues
Well she don't love me when I'm singin' in the sun
Payday's comin' when the work is all done
Well now
and get up on that ass
i commandeer the turntable, thats my first mission
because the dj aint spinnin he bullshittin
go from california love
and rocks blue and grey Baby do the date I got ta move an eighth Fuck the scrutiny Y'all niggas screwin me Killa never let the drama slide Y'all gone hear
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