Lyrics:
love my status so shawty on go
All of my niggas we live by the code
We never put the hoes before the dough
Cook it up in the studio or on the stove
It
khaled what's the major key I need a copy
No time to look back can't let them haters stop me
We been working hard now the pockets looking ocky
Once they
blackness
An I gotta ask this, is BET still owned by a black man?
Cause I don't know
Money running low
Not banking on a hit song
Cause what I been hearing
the wise
I guess I'm like the Verbalizer for the fact I'm moving blackwards
This asiatic black man is a dog spelled backwards
The maker, the owner,
my finger still are managing chords
Like a live band, performing in a sand storm
Blind and still I hit the right keys
Swift as a life breeze
the eyes
But listen, that's how it is
If you don't dig how I live
Motherfucka [unverified]
'Cuz everyday on the street
The black man is gettin' beat
Police
coverin the eyes
But listen, that's how it is
If you don't dig how I live
Motherfucka
Cuz everyday on the street
The black man is gettin beat
silent one
I'm the one left in the dust
I'm an insider, I been burned by the fire
And I've had to live with some hard promises
I've crawled
Word bond..We both got visions to be in charge, On God..We both make decisions to live large..Summer Breeze makin up for them winters was so hard..By far
like I'm twenty-two
Flow like a 18, do what I want to do
Going on my 8th ring, got Phil Jackson's zen
Flow is black magic, I'm at it again
Rose gold
south with gold in their mouth
For my people out east with a key in the couch
For my people out west that be bangin' it out
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,
Looking at these keys of mine
I don't know if I should drive
I don't know if I'll survive
Gotta go and live this life
Hello from the other side yo Elo
I'll
no long lost friends
Empty on the insides
Empty of a last pretense
To stand by on feeling of the end
So many lives
A runaway life
So many
souls fly
To me it feels mellow
Cellos replace cries
Everyday i say hello
I pedal by street guys
They rock gold chains and they Whips so clean
Got tats
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
the watch that I own is Everrose gold
I live in the hills like Drizzy or Cole
The pain in my heart has never been told
My family warm, my city is cold
Mesmerized by expensive taste even if you can't afford it
So if ya gotta die Die gorgeous
This is my life I'm a live it flawless
But if I got to die
Moonlight in the skies
Ma heart finda love
What i have is mine
Touching me the skies
Love is having by
Not to say goodbye
Black is just alive
Black
Ohhh oh
Ohh oh oh oh ohh
Tearing away, this bandage may degrade
But the scars they'd still remain, they still remain
Live to fight another day,
enough for
10 plus me(yeah so whatcha need)i need a credit card
thats got no limit and a big black jet with a bedroom
in it gonna join the mile high club
'bout my block ties
I can take you to the far side
Poor decision makin' plagued you niggas' lives
You sellin' crack up on your momma porch
While she still
But I kick back, relax, count hundreds by the stacks
And keep the yay on the stove till the whole key cracks
Ain't a busta in the crew, so I'm
or mines
Black is beautiful a treasure like a gold mine
Had to travel to my roots unto the tallest vine
If I make a statement will I be incriminated
Cause
Haaa uuuuggggghhhh
this is for all the G's ou there
we bout it bout it
and g ettes i ain't forget about y'all uuuugggghhhh
gold
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