Lyrics:
plays a minor siren
That silenced with Tylenol
I'm stylish without a stylist
Young popstar like Miley Cyrus
Lead the revolution
Not my fault the cause
down to write, I always look to God to help me see the light
But I know, that I haven't been living right
And I know, that I can live by the night
But
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
if your breasts align
My iris is on the papyrus
Finding treasure like a pirate
Making bangers better than Miley Cyrus
I'm walking out looking flyer
a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
realize
My friends have gone and their lives have moved on
And I guess that's just the way it is
If this town has grown beyond my home
I guess it all
possessing our human form,
We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born
And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy or poor with dislikes
possessing our human form
We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born
And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy or poor with dislikes
of the clock
Yet these bright city lights
Reach the darkest spots of space
No time to waste
I'm passing everyday
To those who have lived and those who have
far
More than a touch felt shorty at heart
Initial trust none from the start
One was in love one barely had heart
The lights turned off he DJ Enuff
amazin'! (amazin')
I'm alive, I got by with my life!
Every time I look around it seem
Like I'm in trouble, pressured by the devil.
Lord I love You
The streets lights are glowing, everyday's another struggle
I'm moving slowly and silent staring make it so my hustle is airtight
The city streets
The streets lights are glowing, everyday's another struggle
I'm moving slowly and silent staring make it so my hustle is airtight
The city streets
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
(Bongo ByTheWay)
(Mustard on the beat, ho) look
Pop Smoke, I'm on some west coast shit (Pop Smoke)
In New York, I got a west coast bitch (west
It's assassination day, I stalk
I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die tonight
The life I
the dark
Now that's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin' you right
You're lonely
your tail light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you
And just in case
come firs see oh curse me! It's Jersey!
Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights
One, two, three, four
Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
can't piss when standing up
Hands is shaking doctors is taking to operating
Now you might not live so they start debating
You in bad shape
And your
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
Let's take a drive down to wherever you'd like
Find a spot down by the covered bridge
Let's take a walk down to wherever you want
Trust me now, we'll
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