Lyrics:
Screaming fuck how it turn out
It's all about the totals
It's all about my brodies
Don't you know we some immortals
I pull up in that Lotus
Smoking rigor
these niggas with
This New York flow
Say one nigga name homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York know
I use to listen to Jada
I've never listened
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it's Denny's, 4 in
the gaslighters
I prophetically foreshadow the shallow
Ended the pool you spoke from
If you believe in idols
What happens when you invoke one?
Utter insanity
niggas in every cell
From my block to the world, gave the glock to my girl
Don't mix the kids with the biz'
Baby, the industry's hell worth it
Oh, I
got some freckles
Water my wrist, it be makin' some puddles
I got a team and we stay in a huddle
My bad for the hustle
Baby, you know I'm not regular
I
Talkin bout how you ran
The Island in eighty-nine
Layin up, playin the yard with crazy shine
I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine
Clanked him what
twisted in the wind and when ou bitches is messy
You bitches is messy I kid you not
You niggas is messy dime a dozen on the block
You and your cousin
can't come, you know we'll run around that bitch
You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (money, cars and clothes and hoes)
You know
I'm addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
profilin', wildin'
With my niggas in the Acura Coupe
In the Ja's and bitches
Like the Ginseng group (Ginseng baby)
Playin' that "One Love" loop Ha ha ha (Loop)
a real nigga should)
You better believe it
(I'ma still do me, be the same OG who put it down for the hood)
You better believe it
(I'ma rep my block
ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums
shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby)
Walk in the party, I just bought a stick (what?)
Got a new Glock to go
on what's really important
My mind is really distorted
I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
Kid
Cudi has returned the vibes is back
I know it's gonna be a lot
Of conversations after tonight khaled
I love you i know you got
Killers in Miami,
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
I seen this girl, walking down the block
I said, "wait!"
"Yo baby, you wanna come to my crib?"
"Have some donuts and milk?"
"Listen to a pop tune
know when in a food fight you wouldn't bust a grape
Spike clicks probably better off choppin with
The K I'm down for my block and I love my town
So
Shia LaBeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bro don’t
Tell me how to be me
Though i love you the Tribe
Album is dope i love you
Aaliyah?"
I said "love"
She said "What about the tape?"
I said "hush"
I said my lawyer said "don't say noth'"
But I can tell you I've been set up (up)
I
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