Lyrics:
New and improved, nothing you can do I got the scoop on you
My team act a fool, my women come in twos, split with my crew only
Better not snooze that's
uh
By iPhone two, get it with the crew
iPhone eight, niggas had the Drac' (dot-dot-dot)
iPhone X, leave a nigga late
Bitch I'm not with that
pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
My girl got my heart, it's a bargain
Lick from her lips
I
Want you baby
And you know
You drive me crazy
Flaunt your cedes
That's ok
Because I'll give you royal and tea
Aha
What’s up lady
Yea I know
You
Shoot from the line, swish
Only shoot half court, we don't miss
What's on my neck? That's VVS's
Crew ride around in blacked out Benzes
Yeah we up
of weed
Landin' on land that's overseas
In them S.U.V.'s and we polly for more g's
Who that sphinx in a mint jump suit, don't make me fling you
My two
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
where they
Say them boys get gritty
I ain't comin' by myself
You know I got some soldiers with me
Single filed, we fall up off that tour bus
And we would
as long as you keep
Swaying to another crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's
Simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm
Tryin' to live
now/
We can roll this tree right now/
You can pop them beans right now/
We can live yo dreams right now/
[Verse 2: Chigo Ace]
Okay, I'm up, light up, re
vicariously through me
If I get head from Drene
That's one for the team
Cause 702, that's one for the crew
My dawg Hip-Hop really love Claudette
So if I ever
cousin?) I can't cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope
Yo I was caught up in the crime
That wasn't even mine
They wanted me to do two
small
Arms and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew
It's known killers
Model hoes that sniff blow
With hour glass figures
We live for raw sex
the kid that half the crews have never hearda
whose mind travels further
than sex, drugs, and murder
so when you play the role of the timeless inserter
I'm
touring
My ropes pop in Chicago I hit the floor then
Got up and woke up with a bird in the morning
Ayo we mo' phat than down south trash, and you know that
[Jay Dee]
Go, uhh, bounce, this is for all my live people
That want to hear some live shit, uh, this for you, ha
All my live bitches.. what
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
like two's, nigga all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
A life that's lavish, full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse
But now my dreams
I gotta get the green
A money-making monster
Imma love machine
Yeah I get it how I live
And that's by any means
These n***** don't love me
They love
it's just
Ignore is bliss, therefore
We get overlooked
It's hard to shine, when you live by the book
Positions being occupied, by those that you
(Taro), you know what I'm sayin', yeah!
Here's the whole crew everybody, from that crew that hold me down, everybody around the world!
That hold me down,
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
and he needs a home as well
Them man just lost a phone as well, that's another rack to Broski's girl
You know the crew's fire, amount of sticks I lost I
pops and moms
Tell em Im a good kid
Catholic raised
Knowin i went to public school
And sweared and got blazed
Even weed when i got a whole two
And that
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