Lyrics:
on the shelf
I got them M's by myself, hey
Forty bottles, fifty bitches
And forty mil' got this shit poppin'
We in the spot that shit's poppin'
Bruce Wayne,
love to you cause you the one that got, got it
Woman crush everyday never told a lie to you cause see you my bae
And by the way I want you to stay I love
just want dinero, you can keep the fame
Pour 40 in my sprite, sippin' candy paint
Top down, ridin' down, spinnin' Kirko Bangz
She got a crush on bands,
through the city, being stealth
Smoking so much chronic that it's bad for my health
Baby looking pretty wanna melt
Bad lil thing she reminds me of myself
don't see no evil
It can get treacherous you better listen
I'm from the city make moves go on missions
Watch every car cause some niggas be fishing
They
girl was too fye but my new one twice as heat
You be tryna save the day but she still spent the night with me
I hop in the stu and crush it, guess I
low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I'm from the home of goon, city of the choppers
You ain't 'bout that life, you ain't want no
the niggas that still ridin' the Johnson
hate cats harder than Zack Bronson
I'm from the coast where they cary the toast
And puttin clothes to your hair
Tryna please these niggas, shit gon' probably wear me out
Drive me crazy, I've been by myself lately
Forty on my belt lately, I don't need no help
by the street sign
I'd bag like twenty three dimes and stash em in my levis
Forty in the waist and I ain't talking bout no jean size
Lawyers for
other suckas suck compared to the kid from dugger
Still undiscovered, so please excuse my outbursts
The inner city niggas used to clown us from
I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
Yeah, well, I like to see some
Bane at?
I remember old days of dreaming
All the ways of living, my life as I want
Escape from the street, wide awake in the field
Under shade of a tree,
of sight[04:34.62]What is or what seems to be[04:37.88]Each second that we cast[04:40.73]Is really a second to none[04:43.35]From first to the last[04:46.33]Is lost
nah gwan a yard and food deh a road then man hafi go touch pavement
Dispear was a tool that was used to enslave man and mek manservant
Escape from
from ordinary
I'm very far from basic
But it's
Kind of hard
In these times to make it
Especially in a city
That's always been filled with hatred
Cuz they
old's drinking 40's with clouds
Drunk fool walked by with his wallet and key
They took it all and left them in his BVD's
To much and 2 Dope got booming
got toddlers, play like children
Boy ain't none to play with
I come from a city, where we run by numbers
Either get back on that nigga
Package drop,
Brim stone brim stone
From the smoke I see sin on
Forty five infrared scope
With the lens on
Stay in the trenches with the
Black chucker timbs on
I'm
a flight in 40, are you comin' are u playin'
We'll just leave the city for the Marriott Hotels now
I know you comin' with me
You just drop it from the belt
me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars,
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
posted from the 6
I'm not from east Atlanta I'm from Alex City bitch
All the licks I hit, felt like I had to do it
I knew I had a point so I had to prove
shit off the ground
Got a DM from a freak, can't wait to catch me in her town
Smooth dude, she gave me brain and tail I call that cap and gown
Hit a opp
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