Lyrics:
Onna tv like I'm getting awarded RING IT IN
Seenat red dot like niggaa recording
I'm telling my truth never telling a warden
I pass by the judge
He
until I put them in they place
I'm up in his face, too,
Lil niggas be fake goonin until I straight bruise em
But I'm just getting this cash, I look
a packed room
Groupies waitin' for me by the bar or the bathroom
I get money, the haters say I'm lucky
She's with a man and she still wants to touch me
Uber me
Comin' by lookin' like Scooby Steve
Jump in that water
Like bitch have that wet or she lookin' at losin' me
Ride with a nigga like me
Cause I'm The King Of The Throne
I was born For this shit like my name john snow
N****s tryna knock me off but I just Stay in my zone
I'm grinding by
How many bags can a Bagchaser chase?
If he pass, get away with the cash in your safe
Split the racks up with Paid
Blunted, he the one that put that
You better get ready for a big surprise
You think its almost over
But it's only on the rise
Mental message by visual contact
Louder than any other
You better get ready for a big surprise
You think its almost over
But it's only on the rise
Mental message by visual contact
Louder than any other
(Oooh!)
Gimme some UH!!! step on the gas (Ah)
Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!)
You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
This is for my
kno me for is the past
And my minds always thinking how to pocket some cash
They know if something ever sparked it'll cock it and blast
Now I'm tryna
clique[01:01.55]I top everyone that feels chosen[01:03.49]I fight every night to avoid rodents[01:05.40]By my side, 69, got the pussy sopping[01:07.24]Holding the bar
of dealers (Ayy)
Dunno by El buh ma sound of a bell
Is a sound of a coin
Rebel when it comes to shooting ma aims
Never did it for the money, the cash is below
a new single by Triumphant Records
Kev The Rev smack em' down
Fake snakes
Lay in wait
Training hate
Make you mad
Full of brain stank
No sake
In the cab
You better get ready for a big surprise
You think its almost over
But it's only on the rise
Mental message by visual contact
Louder than any other
who the coolest
90's sitcom shit she is the coolest
You lookin at Slater from Saved by the Bell
Hottest rapper that ain’t got a deal
Think that you
sure that you bleeding
Wanna play me?
Baby, this the perfect season
I'm really spiced up, can't you tell by how you sneezing? (sneezing)
And you can
I'm nick naming you replica
This ain't even a challenge you know I'm bestin ya
I kill em by the millions lost count of numericals
Don't matter any style
the bat cave
Working hard cus I might misbehave
I'm on my own like that I don't need anyone
I've been doing it alone by myself all along
There's been times
mic
I spit lines
I'm da next 1
So the world is mine
I'm ready to hit
Get cash man jus like a supa star
Keep it g staylin n stay hardcore
My cup of tea
Nada, Franchise
Nada, Shotcallers
Yeah, Sporty Thievz, Sporty Thievz
Uh huh, Nada
A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue, brand new
On the PlayStation, I'm known to brag
Hook up with pimps that love the cash
Man you should see how we giggle and laugh
With of hearts of ice, the house is cold
Its like
you, then create my empire,
you gone be example, to the public and squire.
Another lengthy discussion with my hood cousin,
our decision is death by
don't got no strap
You can't come out the house (go in the house)
Niggas been rattin' since kids, they's some mice
Play with life just by rollin'
not fail like Lehmann in Paris -
The trophy is there and ima get it by any means,
Even if it will take years to wash sins away
For that - I’ll say fuck
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