Lyrics:
whips I'm in
Rollin slow
Living fast
My past self I done surpassed
720 she be blowing up my phone
213 that girl wont leave me alone
Knock out the pussy
Supercharged, bumpin 213
Feeling like this how it's supposed to be
Sipping on more I'm tryna feel, Leave it to me
I'm showing em all what time it is,
Uber he ain't even tip me
917-213-9 something to call him, a right off Burning Hallow to stop by the crib
The point is my talents are God's gift, even
enemies we gotta figure it out
While some motherfuckers want to nigga it out
I keep ten toes down and they grip the ground
Head too big, to fit the crown
Empathetic as fuck though, even when I'm tryin' to fuck
Dragon year, I'm down on luck, pray to God it's lookin' up
Livin' in liminal spaces, liminal places
said it was one of your friends
Down on 54th Street, boy
So why did 213,
Show up on your Caller I.D.? Yeah
It's not right
But it's okay
I'm gonna make
look at me (Why'd you turn and look at me)
You said it was one of your friends, down on 54th Street (boy)
So why did 213 show up on your caller ID
the deadly dope man, pumpin' through ya veins
Raised in the Bow 213 area code
Where the criminals dig up your grave lookin' for buried gold
The universe'll
you up off my mind
Speak of the devil then just like that we reconvened
Started in the 404, made my way to the 213
I got you in person, yeah I got
(Alright, yeah, 2:13 hahah, alright)
So imma be honest, it's really fuck how you feel
Caus you ain't checking up on me and you don't care that's for
and it’s down to the moment
own it
i can feel you lean up on me lean on
the old me woulda leaned up on ya lean on
underestimate me watch me prove you wrong
and it’s down to the moment
own it
i can feel you lean up on me lean on
the old me woulda leaned up on ya lean on
underestimate me watch me prove you wrong
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down
broad
So I know she will flip off
( freestyle ) living it up in a room they got their two right now and harpoons all out . I ain’t gone play with no
Moving up north to try to get away
Wrecking myself for six weeks straight
Not feeling any better yet for what I’ve done
C1 0:41
I stole the story, stole
breaking down every gram in the kitchen
1:19 The money going talk all you got to do is listen
1:21 All that bullshit walk,
1:23 You got to pay attention
Destroy this world
The relics are lost
Consuming by the flame
For the ignorance
CREATIOOOOOONS
BASTAAARDS
Blood x blood
This is the end
The new beginning,
babes
Do you hear me bitch
Bitch I'm coming for your clique
You can suck up on this
I'ma go make you my bitch
I done told ya ya'll like
Oh No
I done
DaBoogie*
PreZ-O ba-bay
It's Da Boogie
Verse1
Get your ass up on the beat & bounce,
But don't break it
You gotta let the IG models fake it
Hey, we
Pierced for our transgressions
By Your stripes we have been healed
Oppressed and afflicted
You poured out Your life unto death
Dead in our sins, You
can't
He can't love you like I do
He won't fly a thousand miles
Just to see you like I do
All this time goin' by
Girl, I know you
Good Love Finesser
mwen i pa léy
Lumii, 1K, big up ba sé mésyé
Yo ba mwen lafos pou man pé sa vansé
Man ka priyé touléjou pou pa fini dènyé
Pandan manman ka priyé pou i pé
look at me (Why'd you turn and look at me)
You said it was one of your friends, down on 54th Street (boy)
So why did 213 show up on your caller ID
all I see
Represent the Sur, simon 213
[Chorus]
Look through my eyes, what do I see
Los Angeles the big SC
You want to try, so come and trip
Then you
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