Lyrics:
shot that hit's you
Who I look to still
Don't let your eyes off of me girl
Don't let your eyes off of me, yeah
Now we down by two
Ain't got two minutes
I don't need shit, coz I got Guccy
Gimmie some a dat, Guccy Cuccy X3
Guccy Cuccy X3
Gimmie Some a dat X2
Finally got enough to buy what they say
you see me chillin' with the son b
L.D.N LA, that's the concrete to the palm trees
I took a trip to Chicago then Colorado
Then back to Tokyo for
yeah
I speak two languages but off percs I speak thirty
Can't take to much it's efficiency over speed yeah
Worst one, it fills my missing piece yeah
I
it's 20 below
Leave by myself then come back with a hoe
Re-up I double back double up foe
Re-up I re-up I
Drench god drench god petty
Aim good aim good
them granny's out styling Anna Wintour
I' wrote this for my momma's
I wrote this for my brothers
This ain't
What you think is
I'mma Chicago kid
I gotta
it's funny
I just spent some cash, and I made it back
Came back in a stack, doubled it made it fat
Countin by the million, buy my shit I'm stealing
the map like a deer in the headlights
Docked in Chicago and I flopped off the deep end
Sitting my room in a lazy mood
Know I’m damn well capable
But I caped
with rum
Not flying away flying away
[Chorus: x2]
Walking in the sun
Spirits in the sky
Watch them roll by
Look and listen
Not flying away
you get money
Yo niggas act funny
Nigga play yo role
Before you be without soul
I love my city
But in Chicago it can get cold
I don't need dem
Fuck
I'm out the loop
c young kid out Chicago
Scene set
Look astute
Have them build statues
Of you
Hi I'm ctlas Quest
No read it again
Here We go
wanna call a bluff
That's not a bluff
Had enough
Yes indeed sho nuff
Satisfied
Lied
Ima ride
Till I turn to dust
Flowing is a must like H2O to your cuerpo
and recalibrate
A plan to navigate
Move forward push the strategy
And give thanks to the greatest
A new wave, Catch me outside
I leave on a Tuesday
Be back by next
jus tryna leave them crippling
Young violent mufuckah swear I always loved the feelin'
Two perks n smoke a blunt, kick back now I'm jus chillin'
With
on a budget
Strong arm for your bucket
Fuck it
Trying win two time's around
Like Kirby Puckett
One shot like a musket
So I'm bout to hit that pronto
Get that
T. Calmese:
Surrounded by chaos I hop inside a beat
Catch fire then burn rappers at supersonic speed
The deadliest of melodies around
But heavy is
the bathtub
By some record company guy
Hey Ray we're in the papers
Looks like I've done it again
cnother weekend slaughter
Rock Section is my name
What did I
good let me exercise my only right
Turn 2 into 4 then you multiple
Mind on the money at all times I'm all grind
Niggas chunk slugs on the net them niggas
Mic check, 1-3-1-2
It’s that cunt 21, from the 312
He Sun Zhu, and I got 'em asking me, “um, dude
How the fuck is everyone still sleeping on you?”,
at him like damn girl, that's K2
He been hangin' in his face and he got paper
I'm like, damn I'd hate him too
Name who dude who gon' do it like me
If they
picture in your mind
Because your mind is your future, your mind is your future
What we think and feel comes to be
It follows like ABC and one two three
at the bar baby yeah I'm too lit
Bring ya friends we can leave in two whips
Drop the top eat me some Ruth Chris
When you ride shawty could you giddy up
I just
the discussion
Man I ate too many rappers
Now I need some robitussin
I can't do no one on ones
I like my bitches by the dozen
If I fuck her off this pill
Then imma
like a Yankee
Mic check 1,2
I say what I mean, I mean what I say what I feel
Do whatever I want to
Got into something you can't undo
I piss in whatever
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