Lyrics:
and ah
It’s big T papa
You don’t gotta clap for a legend
You shut the fuck up homie standard attention
Soon as my name is mentioned
They throw me a couple
Wait for me
Can’t you see the dawn is coming?
Lighting fire behind the mountain
Wait for me
Wait for me
Don’t leave me stranded in this cold
While
is that the seed of a man chosen by God must not be wasted
Run away, that's the plan, live above the grave
None is safe, I see the pain
(Ayo, Lari, this shit fye, Wonder Boy)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
Two, two brand new Glocks
These bitches fresh up out the pawn shop
Ain't
Heard hell was hot and dark, and the fire really burns
My lawyer firm, couldn't get this day to germ
So I'm sittin' on the edge of the bed, I lit a see, I
she fucking or not soon as she read me
She thought it was apple juice now she drinking pepe
Yeah, set a nigga on fire burn a hata
Come in his crib
on stage yet/
Stay fresh, endorsed by We and Alpha Numeric/
if clothes are free then I'll fuckin' wear it/
Strangled the deputy when Bob shot the sheriff/
paid by the boat load
Don't go chasing the wave I'm a row boat
Blow smoke right through the face of the ozone
Oh no
I got the bag, I'm back to just
get by. shit I ain't nothing outstanding from the underground so of course I stay grounded.
Chorus:
Yeah, yeah, I don't do what I'm supposed to from
Represent the money, but he finna get abused
All these diamonds, they don't think I'm playing by the rules
We got teeth that really bling, jack-up some
the corner hear me comin'
[Chorus: x2]
Let'em know that you ain't nothing to be messed with
Bring the fire every time get that money don't quit
Grind off
spitting way better than the veterans
Fresh out of retirement
These other rappers aint doing their job we should fire them
All the rappers aint going in
better know
Shout outs to Frisco
M dot you be too much
You do everything, hear the streets talk
Do I have the fire still
Silencer on it's a quiet kill
Pope
Intro:
Ah-ah
Gonna get it, gonna get it
Mmm, yeaah
Intimidated by me
In fantasies I believe
Superdry, Superlight Skechies on my feet
Real, unreal
sit's
You should leave now
Dap dap, love-love, then you can peace-out
You should know me by now, bitch, I'm fire
Put me on stilts, your boy's higher
You
of control
I'm tired of people's advice
I'm tired of thinking shit twice
Yeah, I need me a breath of fresh air
'Cause I'm losing my head
All these people are
'ya residence, my tyranny heaven sent
Call me sire, I'm live, charged up like a wire
Fresh out a fryin' pan into the fire, I got, murder for hire
then I jig it to da left
I don't need nobody else cause I could jig it by myself
Cause I'm still bouncin aye then I stop n let my shoulder lean
Still
most controversial pharaohs...
(Verse 1: Apathy)
Feelin' brand new like I'm fresh outta jail
Like Jordans on sale, like a plate full of kale
Like Jonah
then I jig it to da left
I don't need nobody else cause I could jig it by myself
Cause I'm still bouncin aye then I stop n let my shoulder lean
Still
I smoke till my eyes seem, lime green
and there's no cure but a bath in visine
my dope's fresh off the boat, and my buds juicy
with fiery red hairs
live to the music!
welcome to the realm where the glory don't stop,
Where your feet stay locked when atop of battle block.
Cornerstone buildin' from
up
Wake up, we feeling fresh up in the morning
The weekend's here we about to party that's regardless
From sun up to sun down
The same way we get
Ayo, check it
The power's in the information
Not in that bullshit, fly by
Now you a slave to the hype
Fraudulent fuckery I ain't takin'
Streetz'll
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