Lyrics:
Woo! Uh, Illmind, aiyyo man
I don't know what the fuck they thought this was gon' be y'knahmsayin but
It's like, it's like y'knahmsayin
When you
you is not getting no service
I battle myself everyday
I swear it's like a LB versus
And when I looked at the clock
It was 4:55
I know that the changes
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed their family one night
It's not right
Suppose you watch your mamma
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed their family one night
It's not right
Suppose you watch your mamma
the freaky bitches
Fuck 'em all day and fuck 'em all night
We don't love these hoes
(I want a remix again, I think I want a remix again)
(Bad Boy, 98)
You
Daddy rap (rap) stars
Me, rollin in the AMG still
?Six slater? with the monochrome grille
Don't serve birds but I'm livin like a king
But the IRS got
and Maverick
Libra gang, so you know that I'm leveraged
I keep that black book and the black heat and seldom seen
Like I own a hundred thousand Krispy Kreme's
The moment your stomach was finished
Your one wing plucked eyes half filled
And wild yolk like so Sliced into a since
So I ask you
Have you ever really
it, then I push it uptown to the Bush
Yeah I moosh, watch me hook it off like a Nike swoosh
My conglomerates reign dominance with prominence
My doubts gather, watch the moonlight fade, as I find myself
Yet again, in this dark place of mine surrounded by this emptiness in the night time
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
and shit
Your whole gang will be diminished, Bunch got the Brady's in it
Spit sick shit like my saliva got the rabies in it
Fuck rap, I'll be a landlord
brain, watch her suck me down like she teething
Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling
Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis
stuck but I kept it going
Now I'm up getting this money
My diamonds are sprinkling
Treat these rappers like weaklings
You a dub you always acting funny
strong
I'm gonna shut you up
Put you down like a beast
At least you die by my hand
Im not expecting u to understand
When you sleep six feet deep
It's
98% are not at war!
I was raised by my mam
We didn't have the time to meet the breadline
I spent my whole life
Caught up in a cloud to make
Like what did you say
I just sit back and a nigga observe
Can't even fathom how niggas don't learn
I am the judge and this court is adjourned
So watch
the mic
Get the crowd hype
Make 'em wanna fight
You see the rhymes I construct
Flows I conduct (say what?)
It messed up the party like somebody got
either i put up a fight or
Let your castle divide with time
Siddown and smile
Watch how your bishop
Devour your queen
By the end of the night
Synical right
and never get redeemed
So I say to the brave, by any means at all best
You've taken your last breath to the weak
And wanted who roam the streets control alt
Cheri Lady'!
And it goes down... like that. Come on!
Oh, I can't explain
Every time it's the same
Oh I feel that it's real
Take my heart
I've been
I been I been overseas trappin'
Hope they sick while they pocket watch
I got 'em in town chillin'
Prayin' that the prices drop
We used to move decks,
with the plan as we speak
Tour life makes you look like meech
Bad bitches come no speech
I don't say shit
Smash on 40's split
Pick up my favorite Spanish
if he comin' in, dog, gotta wait til later
I squeeze off, ease off from the nine milly
And my niggas be like, "Watch how he whine, Billy!"
And for
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