Lyrics:
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
When I turned 19
I spent my birthday watching "Bruce
Almighty" with my parents or
Maybe I went bowling? Please tell
Me yours was cooler
Nope i
I'm going mad- call it road rage
No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out
a gamble
I made a check off that chick, bitch I need a bag she gave me fire top it was mando
She’s not paying up kick her out she’s a gurb damn I need hella
say
As they say, aye, shoot for the net
The spirit hop out the whip
I die, proceed to dip
What is a bitch to me if I can see 3d?
Although conceded by my
tout ceux qui écoutent qui connaissent mes failles Envoie l'truc et j'voyage
Black Bumble, yellow tape shit
J'ai que des flashbacks c'était ape shit
as hell with the stick on me stuck
I'm wide in the field
I got apes in the truck
I'm having cake for lunch
I'm at the bank too much
That's what they say
She got booty by the bundle ass drop like a fumble
Bitch I'm in the jungles like an ape causing trouble
All I do is hustle till I start seeing double
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
so don't start to get curious
Testing me but you part my experiment
This is a album but it's more of experience
Flow impeccable I'm praying you hearing
I need my checks
Gimme my ones
973, that's where I'm from
Ion get no rest
I'ma grind til the sun
I been going ape
Feel like King Kong, feel like king
sublime and peak over that
I wanna know all the world from me they've hidden
My eyes wanna see all the jewels of possibility
"I'll climb the Wall" Ape runs
whats securing me
And we did it our way
But they don't want the lower class to go up fast
Picture you not going ape cause you know they mad
You sold
done got it out the gutter nobody gave me none
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put
How you do me dirty like I ain’t been by ya side
Thought you was my nigga told me you was ride or die
Everything you told me that shit must’ve been
yo the ting long
She a go back and fourth just like ping pong
Everyday she come by the crib for the King Kong
She a say that she love me but ion give
Come from the block we straight with the hitters
My nigga go ape like gorilla
Rule number 1 don't get caught by that pistol
Know some niggas with
banged on
Here come them outta town niggaz, what up Blood?
(What up 'cause? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood?
on)
Here come them outta town niggas, what up Blood?
(What up cuz? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was)
Should I tell 'em Blood? (Nah, fuck
Out by Redan road where they really known for taking shit
Really tote them drakes and shit
Posted up with apes and shit
You ain't on that hot head
puts me on I'm doing them a favor
See the way I walk this is planet earth
They can slide by the crib I'm a hand em work
How much you want? Here go
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
you Can hear them mumble
These rappers makin me Hungry, feel my stomach
Rumble
Surrounded by some apes, this Shit here the jungle
I am the one, bitch
life is even benefitting me
Cause I was gonna waste some time and money
Today to remaster some dumb old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was
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