Lyrics:
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
it a year ago or so
I probably heard it before, but slept on it, you know?
Shit don't always connect as soon as you press play
At times you gotta
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I’ll be M.I.A
I’ll be M.I.A, out
I do things my way
Fuck up out my face now
Whether night by day, weather night by day
Screaming bomaye
Screaming
if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier
(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors
miss me
You can bring that bitch but you whole click'll still get treated shitty
Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up I'm tired
Just
miss me
You can bring that bitch but you whole click'll still get treated shitty
Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up I'm tired
Just
the booth
Hit the J
M.I.A
Hit the block
Hit the booth
Then I go
M.I.A
Your bitch said she want me, she fake
I'm just tryna get it everyday
Money over
it in your mouth put it in your butt
Breathe it up like town
I represent down
7 ward nigga with a mean-mug frown
Knock a bitch out, then wake
Gras
Bitches been going wild hit the sound cliche
Give me two bitches we could do this three ways
Four missed calls on my iPhone five
Bitch six feet
stitch, to me they soundin bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred, for cats who ain't make it
I'ma give it, as far as you can take it
Tried to take
Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched
Cats ask about my stitch, to me they soundin' bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred for cats who ain't make
on the bed, seven years old, ha
Fell in love with the streets (yeah, yeah)
Fell in love with the streets (yeah, yeah)
Fell in love with the streets (yeah,
thuggin' outside the north
Runnin' 'round the town goin' on seven years
If you 'bout that, nigga, show you is
Bitch, it's up there when I say it is
On my
doors
But look here dog, a hoe once told me loc
Bite the hand that feeds you, and you'll wind up broke
Bitch niggas don't deserve to kick it with rich
goodnight to the legend
Cause lord knows the world gon' miss him
Universal the system is similar to institutionalism
And I just did 7 years in prison
Now
spittin' facts
Couldn't relax, the whole time I had weight up on my back
Be black gon back, I got pistols on deck
They gave 'cause seven flat, how many
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
know some hoes slutty
I optioned a bitch off like a nigga playing rugby
I done seen a ghetto meal, little buddy, trust me
Jump European, came clean
for some dick
I was taught by the OG's, lace me mane
When I was nine years old a student of the game
Used to be the lookout kid when them boys came
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
10th grade, I saved up, got a set of gold teeth
And I took em out but 7 years later I got 7 sets of gold teeth
Nigga I'm bout the bands, I do that
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