Lyrics:
Brace yourself
Like I’m running that feeling don’t stop
Can’t stop this feeling on top
No rock no spinning them blocks
No trap was trapped in
poised trying to venture Into the minds of the bold
Kids continue to live and learn to die With no soul
Disregarded by the men of Heartless and cold
pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin'
that you didn't say yes
When I asked you)
New bae better than ex bae
New bae making sure there's no next bae
You getting jealous yet?
She's like
For the first time in a long time
And it's on time
Killing flesh with a skillet
Renewing my mind
You gon' mind yours
And I'll mind mine
Please don't
cousins, they gon' rock you
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was
Jekyll and Hyde
Have you ever had a war with your mind? Its like I'm two men
Tryna' juggle college and money but this is useless
'Cause either way one
of the deepest on the mic since Adidas
They said I changed the times from the rhymes that I thought of
So I made some more to put the New World in Order
With
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
They do no good for me
I need your honesty
Aw vavy
I wasn’t thinking this far along
I wasn’t thinking about all that, I was just lusting and involved
to explain to my Mom
That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more times
So to you all the kids all across the land
There's no need to argue
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
Ain't no sitting on the block
Cause i'm on that shit
Wierd car new glock
Finna blow on they shit
I be tweakin cant smoke
Mind gone and shit
And i
'm tryna blow from these bars
I know it's a hard task
Life ain't easy
Life is hard
Surviving is the only task
Times ain't easy
Times are dark
Keep my
and skinny jeans and shit, ha
Call me on Shaniqua's phone
I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo
Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo-boo
smoking on a pack
And your gang didn't drop that
Then sorry, but you're nothing but a nerd
They're saying "Clavish, you're the hardest"
Tell me something I
talking bout that Face Wap
Turn this music to a paid job
Music into a paid job
Amused and kicking it like Pedja or Neymar
I do this past when your day stop
tryin to chase my dreams
did i leave your mind when i was gone
i hope not
verse 2 (Q "the Kid")
now im in a new state new division
new sound new shit im
And I'm with your mother at a diner around lunch time
Then I sat there for an hour in the booth dude
While she locked herself cryin' in the bathroom
When
when I fight kids
I know that now I spit like this
You can't ignore this
You know it'd be better if you headed towards your crib
Bitch you are morbid
trying to blow up
No love, not even no lust
As you're trying to bust a rhyme. You're out of time, no verse in your mind
Writer's block is a fucking shield
y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We
a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just
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