Lyrics:
a part of who your gonna grow to be what will be your destiny So many lanes you can go down but bows the time to work it out
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By being
remember me)
Bring the ruckus from the land of Anaku Gs Now unlock your chi
We got the game under lock and key Now the god unleashed
Bring the ruckus from
I'm on attack, never backed up on no defense
Remember nights was black
Those were lonely evenings
Homies coped a strap, cuz it's dangerous back at home
where they were in seconds
All my neighbors think I go to church to pray but low key Im just serving each and every reverend
Ima top boy like Im Dushane
7 kam by garnacho
U wana be a GOAT Cristiano Ronaldo
Boys are Bad
Boys are Bad
Girls are badd
Girls are badder
1 hit Song
Mana onwelo manager
Ashawo
to California now it's time to roll
I was sixteen mane, sellin' quarter keys of dank
My uncle was a balla from around the way
So I had the hook up
Whole
on the wall,
Who’s the, Who’s the man now
Scratch that, count down before the knockdown
My black ass, only blackout i never back down
NFL boy running home it
his place (damn)
As the time pass slowly
Climb up to the hills a
Bunch of boys smoking low-key
U can get a pass, but don't act phoney
They don't wanna
I keep on getting searched at the TSA
The boy is evidently flyer than the fuckin' planes
Criticism come from lames, they'll remain the same
If they
the trajectory of adolescent black boys
When you were the car with a mask on
Tryna mask all insecurities and purities, fact
I was a curious cat, but they killed
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
Pussy boy wanted beef with me over Galactic acquisition
Called his mistress over and put 10 inches on her forehead like Payton Manning
I'm a street
spitting, Christmas all over again, the kid is gifted
And when the instrumental begin, just know you ending
I'm in it, til I'm finished, finessed the rest
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
First
And I'm so A-L-O-N-E (oh, no)
Even when there's people around me (yeah)
Boys and girls by my side every night
So I got no reason to cry (don't cry)
side of town bumpin bitch don't kill my vibe
Don't blow my hide just blow my guy
I'm so paid I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me black his eye,
disrespect me black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
Ima boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make
up a bag from out
My room all by my lonely
I just taught you the basics
Now you use another body on me
I had just played my set and then
I threw them
Ruger, Rell, and Lee
Kirby, Shaw, and G (G Black)
Smoke, Duke, K, and Debo
Miss my fuckin' migo
He so real, my migo
Ivy flippin' kilos, miss that boy
know me
I'm psychopathic, low key, my hyperactive dome piece
Get no sleep, ill as fuck, the hospitals seem so weak
I stood before an angel as he told
(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit lonely
And you're never coming round
(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit tired
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