Lyrics:
that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone'd come and push
DJ Stevie J (We gon' get to it nigga)
Real niggas (by any means necessary)
Rich niggas (We were born like this)
Fly shit
I be on some fly nigga
as you
Dreams of fuckin' a bad stripper
Bitch, turn super star chick
Swagged out super rich
Baby, I could rule the world
With a girl like you, in my arms
maximum když jsem pičo na majku
Máme ten high life nu
Nikdo z nás rich zatim, ale jedem big ballin
Hlavně že mám střechu nad hlavou
Co přinese zítřek fakt
bitchez wit bad kidz
Once you feelin da slugz hit
Datz as real as it gets
Then you wonda
Why da quake can come from unda-neath, while you figure it out
jewels to stunt no more, call me mineral investor
I buy shit I can pass down like all of my ancestors
Big diamonds, big gold for the whole world to see
bih...
She looking in my eye like let's get high bih
Us Vs the world, like the rest a big lie bih
Trapping in Dubai and the bando still live bih
I'll never
drving to my favorite motel
So I can watch CNN and Full House and MTV.
Yeah, the world's just a big fucking baby factory.
You know the hooker in 301's
our deeds
[because]
The world is real
What if there is no good reason to clean up the mess
Exept the fact that the mess makes a lot of stress?
What if
it's cool but it's not
Niggas be tryin to plot on what ya got
If you rich you better leave it low
It's a dirty old world, nigga, if you didn't know
Don't
that buzz seems light years away
And I ain’t with the toy stories I’m on that real shit
Those side hustles I’m just tryna pay the bills shit
Wasn’t born
I only fuck with my niggas
I gotta keep it tight
With my big brother, Bumpy Knuckles
We gon' ride on these niggas my nigga, huh
Turn up the mics,
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
somethings
Hell, you're halfway there, bab,y take it to the head
Mom and dad tried to hide the world
Said, the world's just too big for a little girl
And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea.
Till the chains of your dreams are broken,
No place in this world you can be.
You're a lost sailor, been
by how I'm chopping blades
When I drive, I got a big cup of syrup
When I glide, I ride with a couple birds
In my life, I feel like I stand alone
my head, and let
The real things pass me by?
I gotta look at the big picture
I'm lucky to be standing here with ya
Ain't no way that I can
Oh
It's real out here
like no one understands sometimes
People can really see what's going on
Like people are just, just going mad in front
I watch, the ends go by
Some man try, Poor ting die
Soldiers fly, Mothers cry
Fathers lie, Ends go buy
Watch the ends go by
Woman try, Rich ting die
a new crib by the lake side
What is life? Life is love and I love my girl
So if life a bitch, then I'm tryna fuck the world
Yeah fuck 'em girl you
rich
Resp..... Rich
Always have in mind
To Fly the best travels
Your the butterfly type baby
Watch i Fly like a bird
Resp..... Bird.
Your
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
life on the real
We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere
Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder
All I see is the money, cream,
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