Lyrics:
swayze party half crazy
I thank God for the life he gave me I realized it since the eighties
Bought the bar so drinks going around
Gotta get you home by
ain't your cup of tea
We stay MVP
There ain't no other me
Now MTV is MP3
So fuck with me
These DJs envy me because I'm sucker free
They know I'm in my
who had it all
She was high for a second but took a fatal fall
(Scratching by DJ Abilities: "Figured out I went the wrong route..")
(Chorus)
Take
message, another wrong
Another chain too hard to break, I carry on
The weekday war is hard, but I love gettin'
down til there's blood in my palms
like the truth is sickenin'
But boo is trickin' ta' pay schoo' tuition.
A hourglass figure with' the best complexion
With' no ratchet on 'er, usin'
a sweep", we say "The boy dem run in my gaf"
You say "On God, no cap", we say "Swear on your life, don't gass"
You say "Spin the block", we say "Jump out
To the crew, so light up a brew
And this is what is meant by a god damned coup
Dj o on the cut y'all
Ah yes, k-mack's on the strings y'all
switch
Oh shit, bloods blown
Chorus x2
Yeah, god damn it ya'll know who brought up this motherfucking shit
DJ motherfuckin' Paul
I got my nigga
(Verse 1)
In the beginning, I remember that God made man
Crafted in his image, with his own hands
Then out of mans rib, came the woman
The creatures
leprosy
We never see you like Nessy
P God is the best see
R Kelly be mad
But hes bestie
You never right like a lefty huh
Bought your bitch a bag its hefty
With some weed and some vice, on the street by the lights
This some real Miami shit like DJ Entice, you wanna go tough guy
Please lord I need some advice
Justice league please, the system been failed,
We all inhale toxic, sewer cloggage,
That turned Gotham gothic,
Cuzz one man's waste is a shareholders
[ intro ]
Ride with Ghost
Going through do the most
[ verse ]
God I wanna peel myself
Ride the wheel free myself
Pain inside wonder
to switch up the channel
Now im
In the cut
With a mutt
By myself
Out the way
In the club
Dj on the spin
Showing luv
Seen yo bitch
Out in traffic
Giving
there's only one H, I'm impossible to replace, not
Even by the hand of god can, or even if I'm face to face with myself, needed a break
A fraction of my
gotta shine for that
(Aye for what?)
(Ayo, what do I have to shine for?)
The mulla, the cheese, the Gwuala, the bands
Young kid stuck by demons
Never
far from passive: I'm a terrorist passin'
By houses and flying planes in stomachs of buildings, antacids
We need less of these children who rap
when no one was
All I can do is say thank you
I wish I can do more to repay you
I wish I can be just like you
You have a lot of people surrounded by you
grind to the end
Like DJ Khalid all I wanna do is win
Married to the bag Benjamins be my best friend
Oh my god
Got damn I’m so focused
Dividends over fake
feel like
It feel like ninety six
Ahhh niggas running like they seen godzilla
We got mad guns and artilla
We gripped up
Spit up ya guts
And god filla
DJ Durel!
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brrrr
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey!
How you fit a quarter in a mattress (how, quarter)
Get the brick and transport it
always bring is big n u you know
Dj play gospel music more and more
Nimeokoka kwa devil me say no and no
No no and no odi
Odi Dance imeshika mashinani odi
niggas want a meal
Ask the dj, play this here
Hear them asking, how the hell
Do this nigga, got no deal
Yet he sound so, so sincere
Write my name
Yea that shine different
See Imma pop out with the gang but this aint lil Tjay
we making moves we gotta eat
Gotta get it by any means
Its my time
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