Lyrics:
the jury box on camera from the corner store shop
Hey I pray that you come home
9 1 1 dial pick up the phone
Judge by the book sticks and stones
You got
to the top but the grind don't stop
It go tic toc tic toc
More than one hustle steady cooking in the pot
It go tic toc tic toc
I made it to the top but
eating no lunch, I order Chinese kids wholesale, wholesale
From Alibaba, yeah, I order child slaves from Alibaba
(Hustle on dis track)
Every time I shop I
money to shop there
But this was love, this was love
I know you had to pay more money
I'll pay money, I'll pay more
I don't care what the mall has got
until its cold
Break it open, taste the treat
Savor it, aint it sweet?
I'm already at the candy shop
I'm licking the lollipop
My girly ass wont stop
Until
love has died
My aimless footsteps stop before an old café
Or by some little shop
Where she would often stray
I see Venice all blue
Beneath the rising
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
with a hijab
Stop at the shop for a kebab
Spray off the mizzac
All dem niggas missin' on purpose
That ride out was worth it
Let God be my witness
mind
Infiltrate my mind
Meet me at the coffee shop, waiting for the rain to stop
You said you really wanted to see me again really soon
And when I look
but the clock don't stop
Bad mind brehs on the block, hoping the song that I dropped don't pop
Fuck the jewels you rock, I need the same watch that
yo kid man, stop the music
rollin through my, rollin through my hood
this what I see when I'm rollin through my hood
2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6
One-two-three-four-five-six!
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in love
One, two, three, four, five, six
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in
eyes under lokes staying low and alert
Couple guys by my side bound to thurst for the hurt
Chasing everything I want and getting all that I deserve
You
eyes under lokes staying low and alert
Couple guys by my side bound to thurst for the hurt
Chasing everything I want and getting all that I deserve
You
When I'm with her it starts flying
When I'm not it stops am I out my mind
It's like she controls the time
It's like she controls the time
When I
some ?furl?
Sometimes I just feel like jumping shop
I feel if my rhyme got beat, I'mma ride
I feel if a nigga flex up I pop the ?tro?
I feel like I could
Its a war outside we
Gotta fight back
Can't drive can't shop
When your skin is black
Where you gonna run
With a target on your back
c coward run
to lip-lock
I can tell he hating but he won't stop
You can tell him I'ma give it all I've got
Take all the hate by the way
We going up
Don't show no love
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
now..
So..
You're being fooled for the past ten years?
What are you saying.?
I came by that shop, just a while before..
At that time,
He deserves it..
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
it all, fancy cars
Yeah the newest shit came a long way
Riding round on my Buick shit
Win by any means who said it best?
Kobe Bryant mind-state
I
Keep rolling, woo
We will never stop
We will never stop
We will never stop
We will never
SKRRRR, keep it on lock
I'm in a foreign my n***** on top
Eating
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