Lyrics:
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
your attention
We're wicked by the book, and class is back in session
You like it, steal it
Gotta beat 'em to the treasure
A right of passage
Bad
shinin through my rearview watchin, 'cause I'm paranoid thinkin that I might have been spotted,as I pass by watchin I relax 'cause I'm home now, had
niggas so live, why the fuck would I care
When that lambo flow by, y'all suckas gon' stare
And all them haters gon' hate
Fuck them, 'cause all them hoes
to you
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi
But that's neither here nor there
Money on a screen can't even get old
And these days it ain't backed by silver or gold
Tuh, points in a game
May as well be VC like 2K
May as well try go
yeah, yeah son)
I know you don't want to hear it man
But, hey, man, wait, hold up loc you got company man
(where's my guns?)
When I'm ridin'
in your face
Pussy poppin' (Ayy), bitches topless (Ayy)
Album droppin' (Ayy), Barney shoppin' (Ayy)
Bottles poppin' (Ayy), Rolex watchin' (Ayy)
I wrote and recorded this entire album by myself
Within 2 weeks on a 20 cent mic in my closet
With every malfunction you can think of to be honest
mi heart you so special
You only know how to make my day
Forever wi a go live inna harmony
She nuh wear no makeup she so natural
Call me S.K cuz I'm
motor
They're wondering how I get these mills and still live like a stoner
No other way, I get a 100k from each promoter
Or more than that, hold up
you ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company from half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn and go platinum, that would be
everyday
Here I am I pray
Am on my knees praying for my soul
It seems like I got a BadSoul
Am on my knees praying for my soul
Ooh Lord am tryna live good
listed by others
This that summertime, Kool & The Gang, me and my brothers
Taking it back like primitive, tell me now who gon' let 'em live?
Shit, like
albums is mid
Made the fifth album, Snoopy WRLD Diss
Good concept, but you still missed
Old songs, you like to reminisce
Claim they bad, but you suck since
get it sixty-eight for sixty-nine, yeah (woah)
Well, I'm just sayin', yeah, uh (I'm just sayin')
No, I'm not trippin', boy, go live your life, yeah
miracles
We pray for winners
No more bad dreams, 25 wishes
The contrast of the lights are making magic
Midnight, it's time
We live side by side
Tearin' down the 5, push-to-start, fuck a roll-up
Gateway bois, yeah, you know it's live when we pull up
Straight from Russia with the K, she's
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
didn't handle my functions while in high school
Although I was cool
The hood I live in ain't that proper
'Cause a cop'll stop ya
And have you
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
I'ma
everything
And not knowing anything, i swear
The studio's full time, albums by noon time
Told my family we'd get in due time, ain't have to do time
Once you
women
Sonny, I live it, O-10, S5 tinted
Brother Deck, what I rep, S.I., dig it?
Fifty cal' flow, get low
Intro to outro, bout it tho, whoa
Steady,
derision in your eyes
Looking down on people from up high
Tryin' to tell me how to live my life
Condescending, making such a mess
Always blinded by your
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