Lyrics:
Look
Daily depart all ya manz
Drive by shoot ops out the van
Free all my gz out the can
Louis Vuitton is my brand
Rolls Royce same color as sand
(Saw
cares? We going on vacation
It was supposed to be an easy mission
Now I'm getting vibes that the bad guys are here with full commission
Why you gotta play
years straight
Got locked up, came back home, still stood strong
If you need me, then call my phone
Me and champ from the same hood, if you need
the same
Two-time champ
Y'all wont doubt that the king is back
Drill my kicks and still make racks
Y'all wont doubt When I get this bag
Y'all wont doubt When
up with your eyes
Came to terms with all these things
Now all things nice
Indecision was my way
Yeah made my mind
Up is where my view is at
Head in
Heureux qui meurt ici
Ainsi
Que les oiseaux des champs!
Son corps près des amis
Est mis
Dans l'herbe et dans les chants
Il dort d'un bon sommeil
aiming for the bigger boat na, champ'Nship
I'm on a natural high, on earth I don't reside
Connect with me by lookin' up, when you go outside
Pull
Yeah mayne
You already know what it is
Its me and ya boy Leon Lonnie Love bak in this thang
Its been a long MF time
But we bout to get it in
Know
aiming for the bigger boat na, champ'Nship
I'm on a natural high, on earth I don't reside
Connect with me by lookin' up, when you go outside
Pull the jet
up with your eyes
Came to terms with all these things
Now all things nice
Indecision was my way
Yeah made my mind
Up is where my view is at
Head in
Mr. Villain up in here
Too many rumors been flyin' around them niggas be sayin' whatever
I'm totin' a semi and so many hatin' on me lets see who
gone
But I still remember every single song
Soon Jimi and I will jam all night
Let´s do it right here by the midnight lamp
Rock and roll, rock, and roll
And de-cock the hammer
You need triads
I need to get up outta here
Don't really think It's cool to let another man
[Havoc]
"Let me buck that nigga son"
on
You can feel The Lord on every track that they put Jerry on
Number one. Feeling champ pain: Dom Perignon
The C stand for Conjuring; boy its getting
some tube socks
We talking knots
Homie call me the champ now
And stomping on camp grounds
Back out and taking that spot now
Them foes getting rid of em
Uh, On a late night, probably get my dreads twisted by Reen
Why would I front you, I know you gon' fuck that pape up
The trick to bein' smart is knowin'
I'm obsessed
Breaking chains is just another way to decompress
And I ain't gave you nothing if I ain't give you my best
Begging back for certain
make way here come the new champ cause I been getting bread like food stamp bad boy like diddy and I won't stop if you don't call them 12s pig you
Barbershop by Steve Einhorn & Kate Power
Old barbershop, where I used to get my haircut
Old Frank is dead and gone, never more to clip and comb
Free
(Ayo he's on some other shit)
Yeah, but I grab your attention
And bask in wealth, ayo I'm something else
The sound is raw, don't need a million samples
hard to comprehend i go hard here
Tryna wrap a rapper up like a Souvenir
Yea I know it
in this rapping shit I’m half past goated
Can’t compare me I’m in
Written by Kevin Bacon
Strings written and arranged by Michael Bacon
"A guide book for the paranoid." KB
I'm in Paris, won't be here long
But after
like-like that, don't try to fight back
My wrist is like a river, finna need a kayak
808's held down like a paperweight
She just wanna come around but I
want this come and get some
Verse 3
If hip-hop is here to represent the black collective
Then what the fuck is it without my black perspective
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