Lyrics:
As a working chairman
Working, woman, chairman
Working, woman, chairman
Working, woman, chairman
You are incredible, as everyday you wake up , make it up
Despite
belives
Don't let these things be taken by some
Who thinks he's the best, but then hold your breath
Blow up your chest, drink out the rest
And fucking piss
and the wop
The next coroner priests don't have enough cups for us
To slow us up, they hit us with dusk
Then they rush-bust, my man Big Ron will break
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
of them lifers going crazy
Im fresh in my prime
I like feel jay z
Im giving em quilty
Control my verse
Talking crazy bout me
Do it quietly
For you see
Hey, hey, momma, well my box don't play
My strings is rusted, they're all frayed away
Hey, hey what now, my drive is shot
I'm all tied up inside
I been workin on the farm
Just me and my brother Jack
Choppin a sea of cotton
Till I thought Id break my back
Everything changed
When my daddy
and them h's, tats on faces, Glocks with extendos
Chucking up the hood then throw like 80 out that window
The chopper make you limbo
Gotta keep them antennas
to make space them niggas killed my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my face
but I'm strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred
i couldn't be
Let's toast to the better days, get cozy all up on these five ways
Glass bubble all up, this is your day. Let's get it coast to coast, it's my
the booth trying to figure out the next play
The best way
If rap don't work I'm shooting through the industry door,
Like get JayZ or Dr. Dre on the phone
to Jay Brown)
If You Holdin' up the Wall
Then Ya'll Niggas Best to Learn Sing
(Violator, Whop)
We Gon' Get this Party Started
Yes It's Our Concern Sing
Look (Once Ago Production)
How you gonna chat 'bout big P or Big Man?
Bruv, bun all the bullshit
Me, I make P, and my lip sore, got a big deal
until Heaven make another earth (yeah)
They shot my nigga Bobby five times, I was hella hurt (ooh-woah)
Caught up in some politics, now we on some
Nigga life
I know that that shit can get stressful
But K Jay please don't let it
Get the best of you
That's what they gon' say
When they see money
and I can't take my foot off it
If I filled up my whole house with paintings
On my billionaire talk like I'm Jay Z
They would say that I'm borderline
too young to stop
No! We cannot give up
Gonna break up
Gonna shake up
It’s not enough to live by the order
To obey them all the time
No! We gonna
toppy make Me happy, feel like Ricky Bobby
Slurped Me up, ate the nut said it was fire
Baby blushin’ , now She singing like a choir
Beating down Her
The next coroner priests don't have enough cups for us
To slow us up, they hit us with dusk
Then they rush-bust, my man Big Ron will break the cuffs
300
But my girl, she lives there.
She don't have jewels, she ain't got money
But she makes my whole world sunny
Where's no make up on her face
But where she
stressin'
Rap music, it was all a dream
Now I'm in a session chasin' my dreams
Who woulda knew man, it's crazy
S1 introduced me to Jay-Z, never met my dad
going on
Just makes me kind of sad
I'm missing out on his life
As it passes by you know its
Two way streets, he's missing out on mine but
It hit me kind
crazy I can make a whole tree Flip
Break it down and make money off The leaves bitch
We been in this the cops the only Reason we dipped
You know that
the booth trying to figure out the next play
The best way
If rap don't work I'm shooting through the industry door,
Like get JayZ or Dr. Dre on the phone
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