Lyrics:
it there
First I'm bagging the whip
Then its bags in the whip
This gon be hard to dismiss
There is no peace sign to this
My partner toting a stick
I
bring violence I'm a nuisance
killer M-see leave no evidence
I've got brains and intelligence
but no conscience no innocence
we roll in
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
me, but we were pen pals for years
I think he was put off by my owning guns
But it's a difficult area that my family lives in
We got death threats
on mixed nuts, who wants to hold 'em?
[Chorus]
My life ain't as cool as your life
And more than likely, I'll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife
So
I tell 'em, "we all we got" (we all we got)
Thinkin' 'bout my son, first dude I got cool with when we moved on the block
This was back when Damani
I'm still affected by the last one (true)
No need to make excuses on behalf of
Sometimes I just do stupid shit for the reaction
To blame it all
It's a reason why I ain't
Doing this and doing that
It's a reason I ain't cool with
This and cool with that
Shooting this and shooting that
Out here
I'm too cool for beef with niggas
Just use that to speak to you
But truthfully who are these
Niggas? Like really, who are you niggas?
Wal-Mart is hiring
money (yeah) (the marathon continues, nigga)
I got the key to the city (oh-oh) (yeah, keys to the motherfuckin' city)
It feels good to be on top (we got
i'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge i drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's
Green on some cool shit
singing some gospel soul music
it's hostile I guess use, it it's awful but I do it
what's happening while we chilling
now I sometimes think about it
Such upbringing, it seems
Or was born like this
You see
Cool to other people, which is done by all kinds of game directly
Someday I hope to make the perfect creme brulee
Menők:
No, no, no, nooooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you wanna be cool
happened
Take the cash i don’t wanna be that
I wanna be me
Can’t trust no one these days, it makes me stuck in a maze
Like i thought we can have better days
possibly be hotter then me
Or oppositely your minus twenty five degrees, you'd squeeze
But the condensation makes rifle barrels freeze
Allow me to speak
throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no more we built it from poor
Me and Royce hit and restore
it, jingle and swing
Here comes the just have fun that we bring
Don't debate, no, don't debate
Don't make me wait
Just grab your roller skates
Have
Pops said you can't be bad and dumb, speak up, and always be looking
Ma always said we can't go broke when we got milk and the cookies
I'm twenty-four I
tight
Timin' is right get ready for the time of your life
You speak about stackin' gees and havin' seeds
Apparently we know it's no guarantee
But
as funny as Barbara Bush in a bobsled
Now how wrong can you be to think we play
Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day
So now ya feeling real
(TheoGotIt)
(Don't call my phone no more)
(Yeah)
(Love Noire)
Driving so fast, man I hope I don't crash
Pop out the Glock, hit the Skrt, and we dash
Lookin' at that teacher's ass?
Yes
She gon' let us pass?
No
We takin' that sas?
No
In class takin' naps?
Yes
She gon' let us rap?
No
Time goin' by real
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