Lyrics:
the voices of the youth boldly speak
By the old rail there's cold beer to share
Cool bands and good vibes everywhere
We dance until the night fades away
on my body
I can feel the weight
We 7 candidate, yeah
Coolin by the pool, I Shake the stress away
I let the sun speak, Im like "got it"
Then I swing my
like me
Straight knock yo ass out into captivity
Down south I'll ride, shootin and kill homicide
They be nothing shawty till the day that I die
We
brain it be taking over
All that I feel in the heat of the moment
Shots by the hour, I'm feeling that power
We up getting right girl you know it
Take
on the street wit no leash
Building up heat, right by the capital B
I'm making a beat as they speak,
I flip it and screw it an' pitch- They hit it an' run
Snow
with that cool light
Real ghouls, with dark eye sight
And them Naga black gods right
This our destiny
Ain’t nothing that’s stressing we
Be the infinite
we could ride out and get smoked
I wonder if I dropped a hundred dollars would you give it back (no)
I wonder if we cool like that (hell no
cool
Yo Knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is actin'
Making movies, we'll make a movie about this shit after it happened
All that yappin', that
crowd
They knock you down and then they say you won it all by choice
I used to dream about a life where they heard my voice
Feels like every time I speak
a trick
Ohhh money you my honey, she says without her I can't be rich
All the fun we have together, I keep you in my pocket
Its so much of you I share
a Blu-Ray
I bought Versace shades from Ray
Put a 'tato on the K
It gon' be loud anyway
The Migos life, you think, a maze
But really, my nigga, we
heels on
His eyes speak words no need to say
I will be busy, don't try to reach me
Lord, I have sinned we be doing this all day
He said meet me over at my
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
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
Tryin' not to get killed by the police
And I be schoolin' MC's
Nobody leaves 'til half-past-three
This year I'mma teach them a lesson
Tell Grace don't
too blessed to be stressed, to be stressed
Blessings decent on us, sometimes we neglect
What we think is problematic can sometimes be perfect
brulee
[Jocks]:
No, no, no, nooooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you wanna be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, no
up nigga, but at least I admit it
Just to be cool, I helped you through school
So you can have your own career, and don't depend on no fool
Life
No more self doubt I ain't no dropout
I finished school and I stayed cool
Now everybody saying they wanna another encore
How can I be stressed out
I'm
No more self doubt I ain't no dropout
I finished school and I stayed cool
Now everybody saying they wanna another encore
How can I be stressed out
I'm
I'm the alpha, with no omega
Beginning without the, end so play the
Eye inside, no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhymes
“Don’t let up, we got history
But know that when I’m gone
My life gone be apart of history
Save yourself the misery
From crying over spilled milk
Yolanda
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,
be a better playa than me
When I first got to the club
It was cool to fuck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked
Me up and back down again recognize
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