Lyrics:
clip our wings
We gon still be fly
You can never break
What's hand made by God
America I got a Question
Why's all the killing in these streets
Why
of me that gets intense and for you I got a noose
Tie it up
Getting ready for you to die man
Yeah what's up?
I'm seeing the fear in your eyes yeah
Pile up
a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned
a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned
breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built, alas
On weak and shifting sand
I lived
breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built, alas
On weak and shifting sand
I lived
official this the real McGyver
I got some beans that's lima
I got some beans that's molly
I got some hoes in Boston
I got some guys in Raleigh
You'll never
Queens it
I'm in too deep, losing sleep I can't call it
In love with this drug shit, loyal and all for it
What's a nigga to do, with no cash,
decorated, she's the one
Heard 'em say it, see me celebrate
I pop shit when it's necessary, not for nothin'
I use clips for them big beefs
See me bustin',
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
the rumors
Put him inside the cage
Sacrifice his days
He can anger he can rage
Cause we just want the pay
Lying for votes lying in crime putting our
about is money
'Cause in this world you need that to live
This world is all about the money
For it tell me what would you give?
Will you sell your
bands cop jewels for fun
I grew up now the boy the one my mom done seen her only son
Stream millions nigga not just one spend bread on whips and ode guns
breeze may tease a candle flame;
The thousand dreams I dreamed,
The splendid things I planned
I always built, alas,
On weak and shifting sand;
I lived
[Lynch]
The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me
I'm
in a cats
Ass for capital backlash
Can't hold us back, you can hold these
Only look in my direction when
You catch a nosebleed
My drive is hard,
cartridge
Your lady called the squad and the whole sausage (world wide mob figgaz)
Clip for Knicks, hittin' donuts in the 6
Sip Coronas when we bendin'
cartridge
Your lady called the squad and the whole sausage (world wide mob figgaz)
Clip for Knicks, hittin' donuts in the 6
Sip Coronas when we bendin'
acting like a potty (Toilet)
Only one guy by my side, with a clip, and his name is Tommy (Tommy gun)
I hit up a party, with your thottie, give her seed
DON'T snitch, I throw shade, and wait
For the bait to be taken
No need to drop names I only spit flames so
Stay in your lane or fall straight from grace
I spit out flames, leaving these MCs in outrage
My delivery precise, every word hits the mark
Bringing the fire, burning through the lies
These
Pull up all black in the late night
Turn the block to a nightmare on elm street
Call him jump man when he take flight
Put the flame in the tank til
on your tombstone.
You going bar for bar with me, what the fuck is you on.
I chew on, these bubblegum rappers like tobacco.
Smoking on bubba kush out in
comfortable
My one and only chance is what I almost blew
No cap, no joke Cliff Huxtable
Puttin' on for this weight that I carry
I'm feeling like Pac, I be
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