Lyrics:
Lee gettin' trailed by sniper
How the fuck you feel that I don't mean nothin'?
All them years in the bando, no clean nothin'
Runnin' to the cops,
them lost houses
The mayor say don't worry bout it
And the children have been scorned, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
And fat shout, to all
really sold that
All black three eighty, the scheme matchin' my Bo Jacks
You seein' there ain't no paper here so where the coke at
Took a trip to Texas,
living
Most women infatuated by my night life
I guess the big rims and the ice
Might catch they site
Baby girl don't be scared cause I'm so nice
If you
lee
It happened like movie somebody
Call spike lee uh
Yea and after we kissed
Everything seemed to just be at bliss
And days went by like it started
to wear with your Lee's
Campus shorts and shirts in the heat
With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet
With real thick laces (Ha!) Am I lying? Shoot
that chick before no need to debate
Already told you they can't take your place anyway
I know sometimes it ain't gon go our way training day
Don't worry
Hey hey hey boy stop what you're doing
We goin on a trip tonight
Don't need no I.D. no wallet, no keys
It ain't that type of ride
So follow my lead,
a new appliance from our local Home Depot
A handy dandy fridge, temperature subzero
Oh nah bruh, no way bro actually got a fridge in Sea of Thieves
Follow
that?
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no
to the man in the long black coat
One, two...
There are no mistakes in life some people say
It's true sometimes you can see it that way
People don't live
trip I got extended clips
I'm sumtin like raw
I'm sumtin like raw
I'm sumtin like raw
I'm sumtin like raw
A right a right coming vicious like a south paw
loc'd up in front of the ice cream truck
And broke all the Lee nails while all the BG's bailed
The little homie be in and out of camp
This time he
loc'd up in front of the ice cream truck
And broke all of her lee nails where the big G's live
The little homie be gettin' out on count
This time he
there's a door No, I can't trip, got plenty more
I told that ho to get on the floor Face in his phone, got hit with Drake
Can't take a bitch on dinner dates
girl to come give me brain
I be chilling laid back don't give a fuck about no fame
Knocking out the jets hitting shit like jet lee
Want a girl so bad but
the potion
No worries, feel the breeze of the ocean
Bear gonna get fat and float
Boy I did it all, you know I'm gonna boast
California summer and still got my
me you running fo yo life
Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH
[Chorus:]
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether its fame or we
This is one of the hardest events
But don't worry, the payoff will be worthy
This is going to be a lucrative journey
Lee, watch out for that giant opp
gon' leave a little more than a stinger
Hop out with the chopper, you know she my eater
I done picked up the stick, no I'm not tryna fight
Yeah, walk
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Even with a long Life
We'll all wind up facing the Pearly Gates
I trust when I get there it says open on the door sign
I play Lecrae and Trip Lee
my shima
She saying leave
Hnmmmm
She no wan Lea ea eave
When it is me eh eh eh
She feel my trips
On ba mi yiiiii
Ko fe lo miiiiii
Hnmmmmm
Yeeeeeeeee
hurt me
I'm gonna dump the whole clip before a fuck nigga shirt me
Bend the block double back
Do that shit with no worries
Still going though pain so I
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