Lyrics:
Yo
MRB TY
Sorry to keep y'all waiting
But we back now
They say life is best in the moment, Seize it and own it
Gotta light then you better show it
a lawyer bet I'm showin out
I told 'em don't you worry, keep ya head up, we gon' hold it down
Cuz it's JD and KST and Squeeze, it ain't no foolin' ours
Been
telescope
On the low your ex hoe's asking me for my horoscope
It took me one year to be self made
I could barley write hooks felt this shit like yesterday
I
Three L Four L
See my mama taught me well I can't trust no bitch
I got niggas looking for me so I keep my blick
I got niggas hating on me tryna fuck
you ma- made for
My halo my halo, my ha- my ha- halo- never trip I just stay low
All that lovey dovey shit gon' vanquish
Keep yo eyes on the prize, what
I go by cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang ha
It's different now shit don't even feel the same huh Sittin prayin
herbs
Now I think you feel me
I freaks it, cause yo like my pimp stroll is cool
When I creeps up the sweet and jeeps blast
Tools rule the area, yo these
runnin' low on ventilators
And hospital beds
It's not a good time for you to be gettin' shot in the leg
So let that salt disappear out yo' heart,
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
yourself buried
Wow, you’re not ready, you Bangladeshian
You’re not steady
You Ethiopian excuse of an emcee
You better keep bullshit in your belly
Yeah, it’s
a few
Get up and go get it by any means
And quit spending all your hard earned money on Billy Jean
She not yo lover she just want you to fuck her and give
you,
Gotta push the issue,
On the fools that dis you,
Whether pump or pistol,
When it's up in yo' gristle,
Hand yo' mama a tissue,
If I
Or that naggin' bitch, that just like to hear herself talk
Blowin' all yo' high away
That's some fucked up shit
But it happens, you know what I'm sayin'?
30 you a fool for this one
Eardrummers
Mike WiLL Made It
Young nigga ballin' like Curry, bitch keep stalkin' my jewelry
Sixes all on the curb,
rockin' them D&G's
Her jeans be riding low
Homies breakin' they neck
Just to see how far they go down down
Shawty put it on me like a pro
They say she
passin' on by and you'll make it alright
Make it alright, make it all flow
When you're taking in the sight, everything is on hold
But, I'm all froze; you
Keep on grindin til the wheels ride
Its time to come up Head low shovel high
We gon, we gon, we gon, rise (come up whispers underneath)
We gon, we gon,
you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will talk
I'm
low
I think I could be your boyfriend
Out here
Swinging
Caught up losing my focus
Wasted
Wavey
You bring me the water I prayed it
Hallelujah
By
Straight out of the crib house, am on my way now
Everybody go don dey talk say we don separate now
If you want to keep it,we can keep it on a low low
No dey
yeah
Let em know let em
Know yo let em know
Been on my all time low now
I'm on my way I'm on my way
Never thought I'll be rapper
Till I picked a pen
yeah
Let em know let em
Know yo let em know
Been on my all time low now
I'm on my way I'm on my way
Never thought I'll be rapper
Till I picked a pen
yeah
Let em know let em
Know yo let em know
Been on my all time low now
I'm on my way I'm on my way
Never thought I'll be rapper
Till I picked a pen
yeah
Let em know let em
Know yo let em know
Been on my all time low now
I'm on my way I'm on my way
Never thought I'll be rapper
Till I picked a pen
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