Lyrics:
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
status, she calling me Kozuki Oden, cause I'm the head honcho
Cowgirl by my side, but this is no Mustang, we up in a double S Maro
Only talk to real niggas
I'll end that sentence with a period. Period
We can live together
Or we can live apart
With you it's always better
No space inside my heart
I know
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
the retrograde
Property higher than high
I cannot live by the lies
She can't love me cuz of pride
Gotta be smart to be wise
I shoulda knew you wun right
I
James Brown and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they jums at
Draw they guns back, momma screams where she sons at
Tryna hunt that,
like Covid (sick)
Shit real in my city boy, you better tote it
Make a movie or light shit, episode it
Chorus 1 (Boldy James)
Putting up numbers
My
end up alone
'Cause Lord knows I'm a rolling stone
So you better run run runaway, runaway baby
Give me something now
One, two, three, four
See I ain't
you got me
& she stay strapped
She’s been to the army
Better watch out
Because my girl crazy
Ain’t another girl like you TayTay
(Ain’t another girl
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
a wrap
Get the fuck out the throne, you clone, the king's back!
Y'all got less than two months to get y'all thing together, good luck!
Show me what
Your residents with common sense are
Nothing more than pessimists
It's evident if my intention's
Better than yours
Then your presence isn't Heaven sent
where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue
Vitamins. "Want one? Supposed to be better than steak," and then attempted to
Touch her knees. "I don't
one? Supposed to be better than steak," and then attempted to
touch her knees. "I don't think I'll ever touch a daiquiri again."
She gave up and sat
sick, my face might turn green
How can you ever be the best
In the scene when you're
Still tryna make a better tune
Than Fuckin' Widda Team
You don't
that on my name, huh
Better stand on business 'fore they knock you off your feet
I know a nigga lost his life just from tryna cross the street
Bet I
taller
I'm two inches taller than Muggsy shortest man in the NBA
I'm five foot five he's five foot three layup no contact on me
Crossover full sprint jelly
see in me
Sometimes I feel you deserve better than a simple go getter, big hitter , never a quitter
I waited my whole life to get her
I dreamt of a day
for the sermon
Of better rappers
Cause I'm the better version of benefactors
In rapping I'm striking it to the matches
You matching with other rapper
on the roof
When it come down, your head will get hoof
Blud, you'll be missing more than one tooth
Skepta, live in the flesh I'm proof
That DJ's can take
3 for 3 with legendaries
Ain't got time for fools
You better show that respect (Oh)
Going harder than Archie's pecs (Uh oh)
Be water or fire we're
Speaking of popping she popping it
If I ain't the goat I'm synonymous (Ooh)
You are not known you anonymous
Being on stage gives me confidence (Oh my god)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yo I'm better than you
(Yeah I'm better)
Flip drugs better than you
(Flip drugs better)
Send slugs better
out of optionals
She likes the extra shades, she made the hell awake
She was getting better than me
My cliches, my postures for free
Mardigras nights
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