Lyrics:
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
your own brothers and sisters feel bad
You see Listen
I know you know what I'm talking about because from time to time
I can remember you coming to me
keeper, when it's time to ride
I'm my brother's keeper, you ready, let's slide
For the bro-bro, aim it at your temple if you act slow
Live by, die by, bro
been shackled by Western culture
You convinced most of my people to live off emotion
That's why we competitin'
Death by the chrome barrel, forgot
But still i’m flex all night
Live good tryna flex with wife
Everything alright
My daddy gotta wifey
And my sister had baby
Ain’t you telling me that
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
We used to dance the night away
Me and my sister me and my brother
We used to walk down by the river
Mama lives in Mandeville
And I can hardly wait
hit'em with the good praise
Stop by Krispy Kreme for the good glaze
Yeah
I just got some butt last night
And I'm feeling oh so right
Tell mike to grab
business
These days I just practice all the good from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
Let's begin
What where why or when
Will all be explained
Why destruction is a game
See I'm not insane
In fact I'm kind of rational
a trick to me (Blow)
But I'm gonna blow this horn until you're on your knees
Beggin' me please, please, please
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme love I can
to put on a mask
Not the one given by my mother
Humans they will never last
They keep on killing their own brothers
Gonna pave
Pave your lives with fire
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
a household name in my own home
Im a mental patient
Someone will come along
Till then I’m all alone
Getting good at waiting
By the telephone
Maybe Im a hack
are blessed by God
We gonna wear our crown
I'm blessed with good friends and families (families)
I just wonna thank God for the life i live (for
The socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin' Henny and I'm tryna forget
But I can't
posted by your bedside (your bedside)
Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like
cnd I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers
need them,
"Cuz they're not good friends"
For the next six hours I tried to explain to my Mom
That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more
bedside
Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin'
brothers it's all good we strong people
More strain on the brain and the pain I deal with
Ill with nasty niggas my whole crew on some real shit
For
a crowd
No doubt you gonna blow you never know
He didnt even have to go there
Unprepared now he's six below
Why know I'm chillin',I gots no time for
all under a groove
Sending peace to that cat Nicolay, we gonna meet real soon
I'm so happy
Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it
And my little brother James
Thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know
Mama I want to sing but
Mama I want to trick, and
Mama I'm suckin
dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin' Henney and I'm tryna
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