Lyrics:
All this wealth and n inner peace didn't come cheap
Like Kyrie Irving know my bag know is hella deep
Yall get sloppy drunk
And you know I stay
Yo E, somebody come in this motherfucker
With me man
I'm with you nigga, you don't need nobody
I'm with you nigga come on nigga what's up?
LS
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
go and get it
Really gotta turn up for my city
If a nigga runnin', he get shot with that glizzy
I'm on the block, bust it up, man, I'm makin' this
Her Irving Berlin optimism
Can't touch my Cole Porter sad
She fell asleep before the television
Me and the TV are insomniacs
And we both know this
block fry plantain? (boaw)
Free my G's on the landin'
I can tell by the way that my man's actin
That he's never been locked for the mad ting (likkle
dem ina dead man zone
Leave us alone
Everything we build up, see dem want trample down
He without a sin hafi cast the first stone
Dem can't do it
Acid rain, a capella, wet you
And upset you, get you death threat, on cassette, it's the project
Reject, with the mic check
Set to be the son that
better watch how you play it
Nigga screenshotting shit from a online site
Go to Irving and go slap a online dike
Beat the pussy I do it with all of my
a bad boy only with your mandem
You're an ee-diot i can't rate you
You're an actor, like Denzel
I don't watch, man, I get girls
If you diss me I'll get
impeccable pimpin'
You couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man
y'all niggas keep up
By the time you get to, Puerto Rico, my nigga, I'll be in
man
Get up off my dick like a motherfucking slut man
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Watchin' for the pigs,
Yea
It’s Big$hwave, stay getting paid
Yall niggas gotta keep up man
All I know is get to the racks
You can’t knock me off my pivot
The way I’m
hate rats
That’s straight facts
Set that trap, they get clapped
How I Iive, by the code
If its on sight, I unload
My heart cold, subzero
Built my buzz
but I got a foreign with the suicide doors
And I was stuck tryna find me a way then I hit the mic and put on my folks
This a new wave boy go get a boat
I need a gas mask coz shit be so toxic , got sticks by my side that’s what we gon hit opps with
Don’t worry lil baby you know that I got it , this
on the block thuggin' with the serpents
Get caught with Curtis Blow on me and they gon' close the curtains (yeah, yeah)
Million dollar cars you can't merge
men gonna see it all
You never see bad men
Gun lay down please
And they are wiser
Well the place shut down
Man me a that one and the boy gets
her friend that's a very cheap fix
And with this rap shit bitch I'm John Cena you can't see this
I'm in the booth talking crazy by myself fuck a remix
You cant get a dolla
These niccaz plotting
So we ride wit choopas
These cops tryna locc you up
Like Igoudala
I'm feeling like Biggie
When he dropped Who
a come here we gonna put it down
Everyday some boy get up and a walk with dem gun
A bend up dem fist like the King Kong son
If a man go ehh
Run dem wah
balance
Henny and D'usse
Need them by the gallon
This lifestyle is crazy
We touring in Dallas each city
We in they say DLO the man
I’m following Cash
He say
Your mouth got you in it your
Ass can’t get you out
Next time hold your tongue
You wouldn’t have to hold your gun
Know when you don't want war with
Einstein
And Murman, knock down walls like Berlin
To get out, we can't get in
We can't win
We can't get out and we can't get in
We can't get out
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