Lyrics:
like a 2 dollar bill, in the Stu with the hits going straight for the kill
Dropped one album and they all screaming more
Hop up in my bag, time to check
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
these man jokes
They say I hit my peak, but I feel low
Kenny done popped on the scene
Oh no
Oh no huh
PBK runnin the street
I don't lose no energy
So
believe that I'm ready to die
Feels like the matrix, this life we living is a lie
I had to close my eyes and I had to pray to God
Dropped on my two knees,
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
Yo
It's 2020
I go by Kenny
And this my album
She hit my line like she need me
I told her come through let's get freaky
I got the sauce know you want
inauguration the same time your impeachment
I got a lotta anger, I was hot before your first year
Not your album, but before your momma potty trained ya
I-I
failed
Called you by surprise
Now the Devil in your eyes
Devil in your pie, see a coochee
Hit the broad
Stupid that you feelin' to live
In the crack
(Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Before he hit the floor,
'em grown and then watch 'em lead
Let me proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all
that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated, one month
first met, we wasn't on the same page
From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age
Two young boys who was ready to mash
Put P
Blessings coming and they coming by The two
See you can't do what he do
God he making moves
With God on my side of feel like I Can't lose
See you can't do
gon' get it up
Anybody hate on us, we hit 'em up
Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Ja Rule)
Ja's in, robbing
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
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Verse 2
Yea
D Town baller Mark Cuban hit me up I could fuck around and make
c'est du timeless shit
Pis c'est fuckin' hors du crochet, d'mande à Kenny, hein
L'queb petit mince St-Jean-Baptiste, back then
Première fois, j't'allé
album ain't gold, now what am I to do
Get a edge up, shape up, Caesar or a baldie
That phone goes two ways so feel free to call me
cnd buzzcut MC's can't
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
plenty
Rest in peace to Semmy, like that boy from South Park, Kenny
I'm just tryna count the hits that came from Teego
It's too many
Teego dining Michelin
it, after that swallow it
Stand by baby where you at huh?
Raise ya hand high
You dont suck, what? that's a damn lie
Got red rye my man ride my fam
on my dog
We the truth by far
Young GOAT, way 'fore Earl Manigault in that park
Now it's prime only 'fore you hit that heart
I built a penthouse in
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