Lyrics:
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
(how?)
But that nigga Kanye West really love her
He went and bought the house directly across the street from her (Gangsta)
She could do her but not in
like hunger in my mouth: I'm letting them out
It's nice to meet you here on my level, up here
It's nice to meet you here on my level, up here
Let me
moved on to a bigger school
A smaller fish swimming in a much bigger pool.
By his brother’s rep he was known to be cool
But by some staff still considered
moved on to a bigger school
A smaller fish swimming in a much bigger pool.
By his brother’s rep he was known to be cool
But by some staff still considered
and make her taste
42 don’t need no chaser
Smoking on herbs like a Haitian
Buck strains you can taste it
No road trip new destination get there by the air
thumb the reffer got me sprung
Gelato 42 the one but I love the runtz
Think I got it in blood how we smoking buds
Jokes up u know the tickets numbers
overlappin', that's a wrap
I'm on my level nigga, you better come correct
Kill they ass with success, they won't like that
Kill they ass with success, they
summer love flings and
The late night phone rings
Why do they all fall so hard on me?
Can't you see I'm lost in my dreams?
So faded, legs fucked from
from Plato
From now y'all anonymous to me una dey break code
Me I been blessеd by mai ceto
Flows been decent not just rеcent
Boss since y’all was in
That she hopes we're friends still, by the time we're 30
I acted in humility, she left cause of curfew
I was gonna say, Ciara, no one deserves you
You
Shout
"I was hoping that somebody
Would say that, um
'Shout' was the single for '84
In the sense that there have been
There were so many protest
Come be my friend if you feel me
We in the back getting filthy
I'm on a whole nother level you can't reach
I'm on a whole nother level you can't see
If
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
to the hood
...Cuz I love my hoes
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's under control
I got a lot of shit in me but I'm a commode
Cell phone, arrea code overload
I
Gangster of love
I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with
4
This album was made by me only
There is some couple of genres
Well entering my energy with different vibes
There is 15 tracks on this album
If
dick
Keep droppin', keep movin', no stoppin' This movement, closed coffin, he's stupid
My profits, keep boostin' Let me get a little bit of love right
Half of 'em can't even read and write (nope), let alone breathe in mics
Though the melody that they be singing's tight, where's the multi-level schemes
yeah yeah
Sometimes I get in my feelings
Yeah but being in my feelings is what heals them
Yeah I won't stop until I get millions
And I love my gang like
Cthulhu
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
(1st Verse)
Deep beneath the pacific ocean in full locomotion
the club, we in da VIP
Bottle on deck, but slim who is he
They got bottles of 42, yeah bring three
But its vodka and lime for me, actually
Oh you hangin
(serious nigga?)
Verse One: Ice Cube
I wish I was in high school
So I could fuck young bitches like Anotha Level do
Let me hip you to my Lethal
was scared to put this out lowkey
'Til a nigga who ain't had hoes tried to ho me
He told me y'all wouldn't want an album full of love songs
Why? When
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