Lyrics:
a humble bee still float on beats like a butterfly
But do it for the love of the shit bro I just wanna fuckin mic
So many stories to tell I get overwhelmed
She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I
the vase that set by their bed
The roses in the paper on the wall
There's a story to tell if roses could talk
She never told him
She never let him see
Women see me and wanna know how many years on me
I tell em' 30 like its 20 and a 10 on me
I speak truth and keep the devil out the loop
In case karma
you've been doing blow
If you check your phone in secret
Do you think that I don't know?
I can even tell by the way you dress
That you've got a date with
They call me monster
But I only bite when they taking what's mine though
I'd turn to the Bible
I got many sins I'm still tryna write off
But I got
a nervous wreck
Makin ya calls collect confessing ta hoes
A man of respect now a vegetable
Scorned by the world for being cold hearted
He killed one of his
like it
I took her future for granted
And their plans too
We got a baby on the way
She got to quit school
Niggas tell me what to do
I feel lost now
tried to relax
I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts
And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought
The kids were cracking up laughing
tried to relax
I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts
And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought
The kids were cracking up laughing
ah)
The ones that make your heart go
(Way ah way ah)
Yeah I've got the people starstruck by what I can do
I know it's only a matter of time before it
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
time for talking. I want to see some action
No more time for talking. We got to make it happen
REPEAT
Well I Pray the list of those headed for the Big
Gooshie-Gooshie-Mooshie-Mooshie-Bushy- Gushy
I can tell by the way she dance she's gots a good pussy
Yeah, Let me get a glass of that
Puff Puff pass it back
Doggy Dogg with
inducing asthma
Big screen plasma
Bitches on my bitches cause I am a pretty bastard
Smokin on this dope got me feelin so bashful
Tell the bitch don't judge
care much for the fame just for the better living
And you can tell by my name that I aspire to get it
So I gotta grind on my p’s and q’s
Remember there
tell by my flow, been a menace since birth
My wrist got a clock, and it’s time to do work
The ticking don’t stop, ‘til I’m done being first
Lil N****
see me now it's all the motive I'm back to work
I'm back with a vengeance I'll tell you the story I'm sorry to mom what I did in advance
I'm back with
know that she a down bitch
But she ain't got a halo
Told me yesterday, "Baby I ain't into labels."
"I ain't into love stories, nah I ain't into fables."
enough thugs, on the streets
Brooklyn, Manhattan, Staten Island
Queens
Somebody,
tell me
what the deal
is (I had enough)
Gangsters got to know it's for
The smoke be so heavy and know we got plenty so we just go say that we toke by the tree
Ain't toting no semis but know that we ready I feel like
I'm Freddy
hustle too
I tell him chill
He tell me Boo, I'm hurtin' if I don't hustle too
What I'm 'posed to do?
Used to tell Big Mama everything gon' be aight
bumstickitty, bum huh
I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum
A punk'll jump up to get him a beat down
At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound
My
So I'm Tupac how i get around
Murdah Baby would say No Cap
Ewaaaahhhh
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey hey
Hey
You can't tell me nothing
I'm Big Kanye
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