Lyrics:
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
turned my world around
Makes it all go black
Makes it all go black
I'm just a screw up cursed by bad luck
Tossed out in a world of rattlesnakes
I'm dumb
We back to relapse
On a block called "The Trap, "
Its windows blackened with rap
To them ten strong in the hack
Dragging this song
We back to redact
a confession tape
Tape her confession, take off her dress and
Watch her fucking faint
Pretty girl sacrifice
Ugly hoe in the back on ice
Lit a match cause the gas
should've checked it yourself (come on)
Life is too short to get caught up in some dumb shit
Wake up one day, 40 years old on some bumb shit
Time flew by, you
I'm back now
Game in headlock til it tap out
Still coolin with my 4s
You know how this shit go
Young nigga when you trap use back route (Aye)
I'm
took by the cops
c cold war
There's peace
Man them get in beef for no need
Mothers lose a son
Kids lose a dad
The war has begun
It don't stop at that
don't know me not my slatt
Gotta' watch out for them rats
Ooh yeah
Know I'm getting back
And the draco not compact
I don't mean nothing by that
Yeah yeah
a step back for his last attack
While you get up actin like you could fight back
You're whack, he scans you to check what you're packing
Then in a flash
I just wanna wrap my hands 'round a black leather jacket
On the back of some motorcycle
I wanna fly down the road with the wind in my hair
To wherever
picked my soul apart
You and I, we cant
Stay together, not this time
Walk out of my life
Leave my world black
Don't ever come back
No!
When the daylight
can change your ways
Elevate today
To all recovered alcoholics chillin up in AA
Every black-owned business keep doin for self
Helpin out
shots with extraclips in my side
If you'se a trick you get the ducksicc cause I'm cool in your cock
Shake the spot, fade your black, you back you trip
at the back
Rre Mabena somewhere in the party (Rre Mabena!)
Ke le tlela ka GT, fly like serontabole
Yet another hit like it’s wonderful
Ke botlhole beat like
Big Benjamin's, my etiquette
Black shades on, black excellence
Big ego, yea settlin'
Turn the lights on, Tom Edison
Oh, we on we on like we are
Sunday afternoons
You wake up in a water bed and on the back of your head
A lump but just a tiny hole, almost no light at all in here
When you call
Istasha, this shit fucking sucks
Changes stuck in that cage, stake right through me to my face
Now dead by Everest, numb my set, now sticking up
Pinned
[Featuring Slick Rick]
Uhh Once upon a time let's see if I remember
Back in January
Nah chill.....it was December
True...cuz
a pair of dusty moleskins by a fire of Gidgee coal
In a pair of dusty moleskins by a fire of Gidgee coal
Should ever I go back to Camooweal
'Twould be in
trees everywhere I go
Plant a seed in this greenery blooming watch it grow, blooming now watch it grow
I'm in the sticks
I'm by my lonesome once again
pollute the skies in town
I can't be stopped by the mountains
I won't be stopped by the oceans
No need to make amends
No need to compromise
No need
where you get dumped off
All we want to do is party {WOO}
And by everybody at the bar barcardi {WOO}
Black barbie dressed in bogardi {OW}
I'm tryna
the breeze before I lift
Your feet off the leaves
Now you eager to leave get back in your seat
While your lady feelin’ on my
Meat like a catholic priest
Like
down
In a coat of a thousand colours
and a star spangled Cadillac
He picked up a rodeo queen
with whiplash marks all over his back
When dreams
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