Lyrics:
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
parade
The renegade surrounded by plenty hate
No give and take
My path I made, no bluff
It's impossible for you to size me up
No give and take
My path I
Yo, so let's get the mic burned, open it up
Yes I, check it out
It's like, you listen to the musician
Umbilical mic, my syllable strikes ya vision
I
Yeah what you need?
Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well must be out then
Alright then give me
from Earth, love gives us what we deserve
Into the night sky it's time to fly by away from what they feels right
And enjoy this ride please hold
Sippin' peach margaritas on the beach and
I got both of my feet up in the sand and
I don't really give a shh, don't give damn
I'm chillin' by myself
Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario
the visa
Tell that bitch I need to leave her smokin' sativa
Don't give a fuck I don't need her solo trappin' my beater
Life's fucked up but we're gonna make
Diablo, my hearts feelin' shallow
You been fuckin' playin' with me now you cast in my shadow
Got me puttin' up my walls keepin' you outside my castle
choice
While it muffles your voice
Now when I'm swimmin' through the joint, I put the funk on hold
'Cause if you don't, you'll see the bubbles come up
you with me where you at? Ya peep that?
I'm on a mission to rejuvenate the funk
Bring the game back and give the do-or-diers what they want
When you
gettin' busy down in N-O
Gangsta's, get respect from me
And all you other niggaz gettin' checked by me
That's on the C, DPG will never break up
There's
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
the talk of the town but i know that talk is cheap
He don't want war with me I'll give it to him it raw let it beat
That's the Glee
Tally wo in my jeans
Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor
Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed
In the wicked ways of the world
God gives
and the place we call home
All about loyalty and building family, brotherhood, a demand-led growth
Just like the Odessey niggas try stopping me give up now, then
else tryna fight
No. Not me
I just want some glee in this world of fleas
Please give me some peace delete all the cheese
Money
So green like trees
No
More Bounce to the ounce
This is not a basketball
But I slam dunk
I go hard reppin for my city ya the land of funk
Plenty hits came up out this bitch but
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
why you the funk you late
Heavens sake man we tired as hell
When the stars look aligned then we castin' spells
We ain't wearing 'spensive shit
Cause
What's it going to take to get us to stand up?
'Cause you can see it in their eyes, they don't give a fuck
About what matters to us
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