Lyrics:
when she turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class, meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
cause Zee been runnin' fuckin' routes
And lately, a nigga just been on one
Big ass pack out from Cali, you can't clone this
VLONE on my body, yall lil
I'm doin'
Never again will I show who I'm screwin'
I got a real bag, big tipper (Iced Up Records)
I'm havin' real cash, that's the difference
Yo Forbe$ you got that beat bro
Shout out Hove, shout out Biggy, shout out Pac
I'm all about making that difference dog
I then had a long day
I've
my crew
Yeah, you ain't knew
I had bands back in school you, you, you
Money dance with my crew
Yeah, you ain't knew
I had bands back in school
F fuck
probably elope
Nobody knows how I shoot for the stars or aim at the moon
Or how I put a band-aid pon a bullet wound
Or, how no matter who you are I'm just
Interlude 5 lyrics: Lauryn Hill MTV Unplugged 2.0
You all doin' alright? You ok? I'm not screamin at ya, I'm just askin you a question. y'all givin'
a hundred Haitians
I'm a hot nigga by affiliation
Look, fresh up out the county, I done did a lil bid
Let the popos run up on me, I won't tell them
the head fire, you ain't gon' wanna steer (bah)
And I just brought three new guns, meet the Musketeers (uh)
I got shooters who gon' catch a whole case in
a nigga lace
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our
(Rawwest Nigga Alive)
Fuck the Cris', Legramme by the case
New Bugatti, who wanna race
Black Barbie,
Sometimes when you compromise who you are to appease others
You slowly feel yourself beginnin' to die inside
It's been an amazing journey
I
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief
People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators
I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at
Now they deem me a savior
But to be
I'm dodgin all the blues,
Old girls askin me to hang out, and I reply, who are you,
By myself now, and I think i should go ahead and start to rack em
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
my bands right (Bands)
Staying in and working all night
(Working all night, What? What?)
I ain't even going out tonight, nah
(Shit, wait) you only get
sending money if im stuck ina can
Come around cause i got me band
Really gotta watch ,who you calling your man
They gon fold when its hitting the fan
that mean I spend hella bands
Have you ever got your suit
Tailor'd by the man
Have you ever got your suit
Flown in by the man
You don't get that kind
open, Dookie Ropes on the bells
When everything is gold, who cares about the carats?
They say that gold's the skin of the gods
You can't take the band
on a leash
I was saved by the bell just like Screech
So I went and flooded my teeth
I just fucked her on the beach
Some I just met on the beach
You think I'm
keep steady
There's nothing you could ever try
There's nothing you could ever have
That would satisfy the hunger inside
If you're afraid of who you
neck
You’re taking my light away
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
...I’m so tired
X2
[Z!EE]
You can’t change a system that’s broken,
Organize that be
(Mommy, Indian got them beats)
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)
Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty
to the game
Self made Millionaire, I hear you talkin'
I don't really care
Got perfect memory, trust me
I know who's really there
Run it up, take it all
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