Lyrics:
Peepin game worldwide got a ring to
It
I told her come and rock the mic she
Tried to sing to it
I’m the coldest one you bitches ever
Seen do it
him up and held him responsible
I be surrounded by apes jungle
He ate me up like some cake
When he get in said it feel like a lake (Water)
Ya niggas
chokin
Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix
Ya callin' in your clique, I'm bawlin' with you trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze
the plug like butt
Prada cufflinks sit low on the button
I get you slimed by your cousin
Things they do just for the love money
Angels singing as I sit
, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
Last time I heard
yo, was gettin real friendly.
Belly to belly and
chest to chest
thigh by thigh
leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
your
O'Shea! O'Shea!
Get your ass in here boy
You hear me calling you?
O'Shea!
When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little
Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
And my man Ep Rock
X, kick the flavor for me on this one
'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a, sec
Wild, New
at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get
the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks
Or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin' G Shock
When the, spot
'm a Crypto
Don't come for me if you don't get sent for
Piss me off then you get pissed on
Don't know Pilates or none of that shit
But I'm known to stretch out
years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin' to say you're out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil nigga listen
Before you grab the mic
know I got next week
I'm strictly goin' from the bottom to the peak
I'm ready focused and determined to get back on my feet
[Chorus: Aesop Rock
flow gonna make me skyrocket
Only motivated by improving my deposits
Pump up this jam
Fuck it up and get your motor started
Hey it bambam
I'm in demand
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
to me
I'm a practical man at the end of the day
I used to be the type to hide my mistakes
Bury them in a mix of guitars and bass
But the older I get
Girls, get the panty-ins
Even wit a fanny and I might win a Grammy-in
Maybe I won't so I'll chill like the pope
See I'll neva mope 'cause ya know my
Grind overtime til I get a bezel
Want beef it'll never get settled
Settle down I throw rocks not pebbles
I like Pop and Grime I don't mind Metal
And I
give your life for
You can get skyed by, served like a drive by
Yah I meant drive thru like
How? what? why? who?
Take you off the map and have
Your
that I'll never get older
You got me thinking that I'll never lose control
Step by step going through all this boulders
But the road just goes and goes
when no one is around to see your vulnerability
Ooh we built our whole world around
A twisted kind of lost and found
Where we mix and match our fragments
pourin lean up in my soda
I'm so glad you left me bitch I got lil older
(Lil older
A lil Older
Glad you left me bitch I got a lil older)
We still stay by
the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
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