Lyrics:
make you stand up strong
Yolo you only live once
See this life na turn by turn
Hold o coz your sun go shine
Congratulations go reach everybody yo yo
E go
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
the daylight
Let me know the secrets, until they feel the limelight
Yo, that's Castro's apartment right there
Here he comes
Ayo, for real, like, I kinda
Real smoke that's how a nigga catch cancer
Hold yo ass for ransom or
Get yo ass cancelled
Real smoke that's how a nigga catch cancer
Hold yo ass for
talkin too me
Niggas can't be talkin too me
I leave his ass R.I.P
SRT skirt on yo block make it screech
You can't get saved by no bell you ain't Screech
We
lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around and, kill ya!
So now that you set you ready, YO!
If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it
to jack it up)
You'll be alright tonight
[Verse 1 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get
cold with a slug might heat me tight
Pray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels like
It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights
too many years
Whenever they comin' to kill all my niggas
And they feel to me that all I wanna do is make a few things clear
Well fuck' em, fuck 'em
on the grill
I don't fuck around dunny, this move's real
I Keep It Thoro nigga
Yo let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
the nerve to question me in front of my sister
I'm too small for to fight but I'll scuff with a nigga
Steady speakin' on my name, don't take yo' life from
kicked outta class
Messin round with my bros
I know the truth and it set me free
They tryna kill me for what I know
And this melody inside of my soul
It
I'm hittin' fences
Cops on a nigga back missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive
Weighing 155 in the city where the little niggas die
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
Get the bag, kill the track
Smoke the pack
Six Three One we getting that
It's the Neighborhood Reign yo
Ayo Micken. What? Go get that
I get the bag
out the norm
Yeah, my brain feel distorted
Me and you is not compatible
You not supported
Put yo ass to sleep and cut you up
I'ma record it
I'ma take yo
on tour
Hate glitching out the norm
Yeah, my brain feel distorted
Me and you is not compatible, you not supported
Put yo ass to sleep and cut you up, I'ma
the ticket to my fam winning
Shit I gotta make a way
They say what you doing with yo life?
I say shit i don't know I live my life day by day
They say what you
racks, I already touched 20 by the time I was 18
I be trynna stay lowkey yall boys be doin shit just to be seen
No Cain and Abel, you touch dexo I kill ya
gettin' high
Don't make me put the lead on ya
Unload the barrel and laugh
'Cause I'm puttin' lead in yo' motherfuckin' ass
Unload the barrel and laugh
noodles
Member strugglin' stupid, we was never stupid
D-Light goin' crazy, yeah yeah yeah
Niggas tried to kill me, pussy you ain't there
Niggas said we
to kill me too and I put that on everything
Yo
Who in the hood like me
Lyrically big and tall Chuck D
I'm Quadir Lateef
Fuck 5 I'm the best top 3
Ya kill
Accepted by yo new bitch
Yo old bitch and yo BM
Y'all always on that BS and
PS I'm takin all fades
I'm takin off first, this G6 is on it's way
No matter how
a drive-by on a church
Got 30's and ratchets, AR with attachments
We kill em we catch em
Threw on my dog on em he fetch him
He was at home alone he stressin
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