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I must be the one that they envy can tell by their energy
It's getting old to me I got some niggas that ain't even close to me
Make you a ghost for

count big face and straight laces by the hundreds 
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money 
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10 
In

When I ride by, I'm just tryna get some M's
Where's the wifi, I'm just tryna hit and dip
And I'm sky high, I just smoked a couple zips
She want my

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye Bessie and your Ma
How you brought it home to me
Don't it make you sugar blue
The changes going by

We made our music too

Speed racing on the E way in a scat
And the gang chilling with your girl she threw it back at it
And the way she suck it up it make me go insane
I

somente paz
Tento ignorar o que é fútil
Não considero mais o tanto faz

Sou bem seletiva com quem ando
Quero apenas good vibes e memórias para criar
(Scat

she get wet like a ocean
Don't know how I got in the streets, I just dove in
Hop in that Scat, bitch, know that it's rollin'
Got shit by myself, I don't

can't die
On the interstate, I'm on the I
And that Daytona Charger, I ride
In that Scat Pack, I pull up, fly by
Try to kill me little bitch, I can't die

it out
We don't do drive bys
But we do walk downs
We in our bag
We pushing scats
We doing the dash
I ain't gone trip because
I never tied my shoes

in the Scat Pack, yeah you drive Indiana whips
Bitch I'm first class, Lufthansa, you can't even buy a Lyft
You from College Park, Boi, ya bitch pulled

giving me your full attention, yeah
Girl, you in the wrong mentions
I'm on Caliguiro Drive, got more pistons
Trap phone, never stop ringing
Scat pack,

keep it tucked by my racks
Ooh, baby, I can make it rain, cause I felt like that
Baby gave me neck until I passed out, had me falling' back
She just rode

bout that shit
Forever 2 6, I'm getting it tatted on my wrist
I can tell dog faking, I can see just by his posture
I can tell she never seen this much

God Complex

Tech N9ne

Anghellic [2003]

2001

the special and want to be the chosen few
Everybody want to be but they gonna be through
Til you do right by me, everything that you do is gonna be wack

store in liquid gold
Scats drifting down the block
Ain't no vacant homes
Am I'm hallucinating
Ghetto Heaven got me motivated
Round my way they'd say we

on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip

riding round me and my boys
Pull up in a lamb but I hop in a scat and I treat em both just like toys
Lost my cousin I can never get em back can't never

Getting clapped at
Sometimes by the police
Sometimes by a Scat Pack
Window, bullets flying out of tinted windows
Ak-47s with extendos
Left so many shells

the truth, I ain't bragging
This that high fashion, you can tell just by the fabric
This that high fashion, rock Balenci' on a addy
My bitch, she the baddest,

on they lil ass Hahahaha
Foreign whip that's supercharged
Like why I need a scat pack
Real ass trap nigga investing if that ass phat
Solo dolo but i blow

a break and headed right to where she sat long tall Texan by her side
Like a puppy underfoot he had to scat. I just couldn't be denied

Sweet Elena, you're

(Tay go crazy)
Like scats we sliding shit
Buddy got hit with a 5.56
I was born to go on hits
Put on my tee and I get in that grizzly mode
X em' out

twice
Shot him in his face tryna rob me, but he still tried
Off a pint of red in my scat by the hillside

I might give her dick one time because I feel

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious
That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that
Just with a beard
Thirty shots up out that scat missed