Lyrics:
the beam but they know
That I keep the chrome with me
Hit your favorite rappers up
Now all they do is mention mе
I'm just tryna get me more
Connеctions like
Rico made a hit with this
Look at the game swish
Spazz out on the beat
I was posed to be a TV star, they canceled me on camera
I was posed to hit
not alright
I don't wanna feel like I might drown
She in love with the city lights
Take a pill and she excites
I don't wanna fall and hit the ground
idolize me
Dead end on the road
Haunted by my ghosts
Been, been close to death
Filled me with regret
Hit hit reset
Burnt out, cigarette
Lost alot of blood
I say I'm ok
I'm not
But I fake it
I hit the dash so my heart could start racing
Whip is all black
Different pills like the matrix
I got the gas
I
Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...
LA’s nice if you got the price, of livin’ in a fast, fast lane
And New York’s fine if you got the time, to wind your way through the maze
Baltimore
been right
"That's been okay with me"
The chain looks different when Its hit by the light
"That's been okay with me"
You said that you love me but baby I
you sport these days
Like you spend all your time
Stalking inside a cornfield maze
I'll hang you up by your
Noose, find a branch, sling it
Then use you
Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Feeling Feeling
Higher than the ceiling
Life is like a maze I'm a runner like I'm Dylan
I must be
Started as a friend looking back at the times
When I hit send and wait for replies
Crazy how the days start flying by
ones you growing with seem to lose
believed if your recording
cnother officer involved shooting last night it'll hit the news by the morning
Give it everything I got give it everything I
lil vibe gone' hit on my line
Send her on her way by the dawn of day
I promise you, girl, there's nothing you’ll find
That you can give me that I cannot
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too
thugs don't cry
Looking at Stormz like "the cunt won't die"
Fuckboys soon get hit with the karma
Leave man pissed like he split with his partner
I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
seventy-five ways
Today's in a maze
And start the craze
When they opened my coon
It was time to bloom
Thinkin' like ten people, trapped in one room
Sittin' in
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
And the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin' my ass half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for Kim album to drop, knowin' it's tight
Standin' center
you're down to fight the power here's the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb diggy
Ring the alarm, now the squads with me
I hope I'm ready, are you ready for this transition
Hold it steady, copacetic, rendered by ambition
Could've fought my mind, but would I really get
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