Lyrics:
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
like a mother fucking socket
Michael scott we get to work like its the mother fucking office
All I do in life to win is learn from all my other losses
dribbling around it
Im wanted by my higher self for more no bounty
Theirs gold on my head
Knownin that much gonna put me to bed
I want them bundles cash like
ain't stopping till be sprayed it
Oh my god, for real man, not again I'm shaking
But before I tie a rope around this nob
If they don't like it, got a knob
are tryna tell us be quiet, we don't give a (Fuck)
I got the ball and I'm gonna dunk
Vince carter, knee cartilage bump
Hard, platinum bars
Slappin up,
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
and leave you there
Anyway nigga I'm the one they
Want to hear from
Fuck that pussy shit that you
Be boppin' in they eardrum
Cause in the 90's boy, 2Pac is
don't fuck around with pics cuz the movement is up
Niggas in the backfield watch for jewelry that's plush
I don't rock 'em I ain't broke, chump, pussy,
tell her hold it down
You aint gotta wait for me when I'm not around
Bitches call my phone they learn the hard way
I pull up no roof no roof, but thats
Rollercoaster with the speed
Penthouse full of frustration (yeah)
Red and blue be the sirens (yeah)
Michael Jackson gon' and beat it (yeah)
Rollercoaster with
off the mic
Cause with a fake MC, a song's never complete
You'd better learn to rap like me
Whenever I rap, you call it noise
I'm tearing up shit
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can
I'm bound
I can't be found, I'm down the rabbit hole
My attention stolen, I'm not in control
Life is boxed by the sheen of a new routine
It passes by in
At the end of the day I'm
Still gon' be a petty crook
In the kitchen with bricks
Ran is a deadly cook
Got these fiends running through they
Lines like Reggie
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you wanna be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology: a pimp's
to college
But i want that georgia dome
Bitches look at me
Cause they say i look cute
I maybe not be michael jordan
BUT I'm GONNA SHOOT i ain't snoop dogg
I
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
"Far as girls, you got a flock"
"I
Controlling Los Angeles like we own it
Don’t be fooled by the lights
Never seen Paradise more like a pair of dice
Shit, I’m gambling my life away
Hustling,
by any means that's the philosophy that I was taught
Feelings getting twisted so I've been moving around a lot
So I've been saying
(Saying)
I'm done
Been all around the world here's a souvenir
I'm in Aruba with the coolest scuba gear (you mean scuba gear?)
Yeah homie, dive in, I be in the penthouse
stepping in the name of love
She fuck with Michael B. Jordan 'til she saw him wearing Coach
I told her meet me up at Fendi, we can step it up
Met Gala
geeking
Ooh-woah, yeah
Opps tryna fight me they feelin' so sad
And Michael Jackson he feeling so bad
I'm smilin', I'm feelin' so glad
I don't wanna fight
No way yall hearing me when im surrounded by this pain
And if you feeling me you probably crying everyday
Thinkin bout killin me just know i rock
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