Lyrics:
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a Pharaoh with my jewelry
dedication
Charged by the call and the cause of the nation
Countdown, minutes away from detonation
A lifetime of grunt work, this is the culmination
My
anxious, so, so anxious
The ones I hate barely know what my name is
Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to spill my blood to be famous
1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,
must
learn to break this cycle of hate and disrespect among our brothers and
sisters and we must stop asking the question: why? Start spreading
got)
Got loose strips, two grip, that's the shit I'm smooth with
I'm the new kid that these fathers can't fool with
Send my new slips as tightly
Walking round the city
Non stop home run
I'm now focusing on me
Mauve cheeks pink lips
No worry in sight
Till you came by
But you never there for
the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas
Before I check the mic (check, check, one, two)
I give it an extra swipe with a Lysol disinfectant wipe (good evening)
Coronavirus in effect
'cause I got nothin' to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on,
'cause I got nothin' to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on,
Yeah, Young Rich Niggas
Back to back, two times
Hit a nigga with the throwaway
Bitch I came from another place
Unfortunately we couldn't beat
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
tremendous pain, you get your frame inflamed
Crushed to dust, by the next man's clutch
It's Infamous you fucks, intense bad luck
Stand strong on our two
used to there every minute every hour when you want me to
Now I think it over sitting in the shower for a day or two
And by the time I find I’ve been
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
innocent (he did it, he's black)
If I was white
What if he was white?
What if he was white? (Yo, think about that for a minute)
What if he was white,
A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it yeah I be pacing
Bitch I'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but
the alligator hide
Yeah, what you mean? Like that
There go Los the pimp counting stacks
Bitch, get yo ass packed with my gat
1, 2 fingers off my glove, get
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,
to the limit, I'm all in
I might blow up any minute, did it again
And now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
While this cops braggin' about the nigga he's
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
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