Lyrics:
So hand your receipt if you tryna make a return bruh
Yessir, I live in a city where a lot of people don't get shine, shine
And, I be on by the fence
as the London fog
You claim you want my love
Well I wouldn't know by the way you behave
If you want to feel the thrill of my touch
You better come out of your
unkind,
They can make you feel like you're losing your mind
Street life
Street life
Street life
What a life
Back to nature boys, Vasser girls too
She can steal your heart
With just one wink
Why she'll hold ya tight
And she won't let go
She'll make it last and she'll make it slow
She'll tell
money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
It's on you, homeboy,
that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover
Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
(ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make
better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away
You
What's your favorite scary movie?
Yo, Slim Shady (yo, Royce 5'9")
Y'all wanna make a movie? (What, what?)
We got the film right here
Yeah, I'm
on bitch, I dress well
I'm from the Bay, I see her once in a blue moon
Until Paris Fashion Week, how soon is too soon?
Walk by, on fire baby can't douse
the machine
Got this money up, with no caffeine
Prepare me is Kerosene struck by
A bunch of lightening
You looking at me then your sight seeing
And what that
and white
But by grace You opened my eyes
Now I see the light
And Your love has colored my world
And makes my soul cry
You move me
Lord, You move me
There's
Here we go, here we go, here we go.
We're gonna rock and roll
We're gonna move this sound
We're gonna make a groove
Everybody move
Everybody
rap and I gave ya'll a way to rhyme
God guides us, from public assistance to high rises
Condos, houses where y'all can't find us
Move on your cliques
wherever you are
You're never too far from revenue par
'Cause you can be king
You can rule the world, you can do anything
It's on you, baby, 'cause you
divided
Who's black, who's white, C'mon
Now the man in the mirror never gets race right
He'll never be Christ-like
Never receive good pay
So your faith
or I'll fall
Into the emptiness
Into the dark abyss
Too deep to climb the walls
Sometimes I want to flee
But that could never be
You got a hold on me
show me how you feel (feel)
It took your mama nine months to make it
But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it
Cut that kronk clean up I
Minaj, pussy) (Papi Yerr)
Touch my crown again, bitch
You bitch ass niggas (bitch ass niggas)
It's only one king, it's only one queen (it's only one
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
like a king do
If these niggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
we go
We're gonna rock and roll, we're gonna move this sound
We're gonna make a groove, everybody move
Everybody move, yeah, everybody move, yeah
Aah,
a spy, when you spying me
And you see whatcha thought ya saw but never seen
Ya missed ya last move, Checkmate! Crown me King
Pulled my 22 pistol whipped
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