Lyrics:
measure will determine where we go
We don't need no Mercedes
We don't need no Cadillac
We don't need no Harley baby
To put us on the right track
Lord, sweet Buddha please make me numb
Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba
Just found out his creator's stupid
Lit by the supermoon, I'm too
need to live, love
Do you ask that you might own
Keep my blue-eyed hound to guard you
I will make my way alone
I will not return in winter
If I be
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
by saying the Holocaust is simply the greatest atrocity on film
Ours was not filmed
(Get up, stand up) No apology, equality
(Stand up for your
come in I cash out
Way too much, rockstar made, I
Live in the trap house
Serving the tracks out
Way too much
I can't stop now
Air that bitch
She talking
eyes and tell me your real name?
Brass lamp is lit by the side of the bed
We're pretending to kiss but the walls are all red
If we were able to live in
Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4 flats
Shine like gold grills
Curls
niggas pussies, I catch them in the same spot
Different day, same Glock
Sunny weather, rain shots
We live by the day, run with metal sling shots
Arm
up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takin lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, mini-missile with a silencer for the whistle
at the do' every exit is laced with see-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like bitches in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H
jacks for my figures
Plus I live by the trigger and I ride for my niggas
On all-gold twisters on a front and back Caddy
Every broad in they ghetto wish
to the beat [2]
Yo
You like the track [4]
Go ahead girl shake it like that [2]
You like the sound [4]
Go ahead girl move it all around [2]
Yes
[repeat 3x]
Go
that's how he gets down
You need to leave the ground
'Cause he doesn't care for you
He doesn't live for you
He doesn't want for you
Nor is he down for
We will fight when the night is done
We live our lives tonight as one
We live our lives tonight as one, one
I'm a bad mother-, shout your mouth
hey
You like the beat [4]
Go ahead girl rock it to the beat [2]
Yo
You like the track [4]
Go ahead girl shake it like that [2]
You like the sound
flashes wanna deprive me
Hypnotized, I cannot let it blindside me, no
I'ma live and die by my Migos
Why I'm startin' to dance, what in the hell did you
two for the bitches
Three to get ready {cause I feel I finally did it
Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished
Turn that motherfucker
threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
One, two, three, four
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we
Tragically struck down in my prime
By the speed at which the bags are dropping
Shoulda watched the sky
You don't wanna live this life, it's really not
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
City by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the Benzes, rollin Philles
We younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin off the hook from
Six four six made it ey
Eyo guys Malik The G is on the track Man
Listen
Heyo guys I hear the people talking
About me but I just do my thing and Lets
Everybody turned up, me I'm just burned up
Sour lit, piff lit
Flying through the district
My swag's in the weed bag
Live up in the hotel
Hangout
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