Lyrics:
now I'm rich, so now they hearin' me
I know that love is fake, yeah, that's why I bought that drac
I'm surrounded by real niggas, if you shinin', they
gotta watch where I be
Cuz right now in streets
I'm as hot as KD heating up
I taught a lot to my team
I got taught by beats
cint no college degree
imitate me
Shit I can't complain gz lifestyle great
I don did shit
You couldn't even imagine gangsta nigga
I lived n a ghetto mansion
Me n zay
3rd world
cemented/
Don't wanna be imprisoned by a 9 to 5 and wishing/
This existence wasn't mine, been feeling like its do or die/
So uh, skip the bullshit/
Who wanna
y'all say it wasn't me then y'all niggaz is cap
With ratchet or not you know that its still by me
You don't know me if you get confused when they call me
that I make, a napkin given To me by the woman I dance, her body looks so sexy, something happenin' in my pants, ignoring my intrusive Thoughts, I keep
Three
You're a rat a disgrace you'll get put in Ya place
Two
Bitch
Now watch this space
One
Got plans on movin up ranks
Packin this heat you all draw
go home in the next three days, my
Tasmanian devil will rip out his brain
and I promise you, he will never be the same
My Tasmanian devil will get
shit
Like, baby, you know we ain't stop it
We in my hood as you know that we
3D, try to catch me, I opt
J-Lucky, we ain't have to knock
That nigga
brain
Your casalah when e set
Wahala in front of your face Having a word with your fears
Not feeling like the president
I am the three tiers
Ask Musa
Na
to back to back, uh
Got me flexing like I never had, so that’s flex on flex, flex on flex on flex
VS 3
Your bitch water, she drippy man so I drop in
this mingo
On that ninety nine shit that's what we on
On all saints with the demons that's where we from
Hov H to the O-V
I used to move the nine three
off like Rick and Morty
Remember when Monstar said we Rick and Morty
Big ass baby by her lonely
Come on baby, come on, do my laundry
She tried to tell
enemies
I'm selling the cream like fuck da police
I'm from yadidameans like what do u mean
I'm screaming out yeee I was brought up by gs
I was Raised in
your wrinkles
your true picture
your true pain
and so we mean to conquer gravity
by clouding intensity with acceleration
But right here at the dripping
the road before dark
Gotta watch out for the narcs
Stunnin' so much, call me the stuntman
Said it's fourth and three inches
I almost thought about puntin
that we on top
I don't fuck with dozen
No I do not fuck with cops
I gotten madden like EA
IM BLOWING THAT GAS BY THE SPEED WAY
My bars good so she
of the slaves that's chained by police
My reality
That should never represent a immigrants mentality
Or a slave mentality
Man I got the truth in me
I'm just
put your mind in the present
Put the negative thoughts aside
For a second
Used to go by syafiqrosli
Now i'm trip
Syafiq ada jalan lain
Trip is just
like I'd rather read Grinch
Let me read snitch
Cause society's being held together by one stitch
I don't wanna get fucking rich
I'm left in a ditch I
the bitch round 1 o clock
And I was done by 3
Ima Real pimp Nigga boy that bitch paid me
Wtf wrong wit her thought I was fucking for free
Wit this rap
homie
I am the king an You know that it's written on me
VVS my diamonds lit up the party
Walked by yo bitch an she smiling
You trippin homie
All
the odds,
meetin' at the same spot at the same time
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Are you down to make it hot straight up explicit,
Wanna lick on the spot no one else
these Franklins like my name is Kirk
AINT do no talking my nigga let's fight
Or You can let my chopper sing you goodnight
I'm 6'3 but I feel Dwight
I
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