Lyrics:
at the foyer
I ask you what's your name
And you try to keep it formal
We share some laughs
Have a blast
Baby imma call ya
You grab my hand
Make a smile
And say
I break free, like Shady, 3000, some Jay Z and Kendrick
It's NF mixed up with some Dre Beats
I used to run cuz of the shade of my skin
I'm
fuck you again, wanna fight me well come do it then
Right hand to God on everything I see the hearts of men and they bear lame
I won't entertain no punk
the track like jay z maybe
Go half on a baby like we the bradys
Til we split in half wayne n baby
Roll this up til it get u faded
White boy raps like dre n
it's such a pleasure
I'd stop my search if only I could listen forever
I crawl across a spongy bog
And park up on a broken dock
To find that witch-like
Or whatever that's foreign to you
I find it funny that you embracing the storm
Wake up, ring the alarm
Or wake up with a bomb through ya
Its Baghdad, kids with
bro
It's all a trap
What you think your problems go away
If you gettin' a lot of likes from the followers on ya page
Nah
And on the other hand some
the same
I just wanna serve
And my team is the same
It ain't about me
It's a way bigger thang
Shawty I'm in love with ya virtuous ways
How you put it up
call me Jay-Z
Cause ya love unparalleled (Ah)
(Make me wanna beat it, beat it) (Woo)
You my rock and I'm ya spell
(You go undefeated, feated)
up we don’t sit
I'm geeking just a bit
She licked it off her tit
Ya I’m riding on ya block
Made a left by the law
But I still bump fuck the cops
They
I know the Lord, will make a way
He will make a way, yes he will
Yes, he will
Oh, I do believe that we will make it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why ya stayin' in
Why ya stayin' in
All these thoughts got you peepin'
Won't you play again
Why ya stayin' in
Why ya stayin' in
You try so hard
up
(Lucky that it jammed up)
Other nigga dead, go pick ya' mans up
(Pick ya mans up)
I'ma get up close and lay him down
(Lay him down)
I wanna see that
floatin' floatin floatin' away
My shit be hotter then west Bombay, the shit that's making your mouth decay
It'll put you in a daze smoke on my jay, you
to leave your famous
I'm a deranged pit y'all lift an AK to pinch ya face wit
Niggas don't say shit fuck your hype man
If its a bystander standin' by I'm
of shit, when I'm rolling up that (hey)
Sorry God, I know I said I'll never drink again
But I take it back, I'm going up all weekend
I've been working
waves that makes you really wanna come again
You know I can do it, baby, all day and all night
Keep ya body shaking till the morning after sunrise
work with intention
So if you got it by the pack, put ya hands up
If the product don't slack, go and stand up
Know we out here tryna get the bands up
Jet
watt
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes 1 by 1, even 2 by 2
Everybody in the floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low then
up car, still work a 9 to 5, bitch that's my fucking job
Bob like build and build like bob, be rich by like 25
Dis shit like do or die, shoot every
it all in your hand
Swimmin pools, jacuzzis
Blue water, and white sand
I stay goin hard
Put the cash in the bank
I got the platinum card
Now it's ATM
Are easier said than done
What will you do
When the future comes
Will you grip it tight
In the palm of your hand
Or let it slip through your fingers
on just know its hit or miss
They like Roy you in yo bag
I look at em like no shit
And I can put it in your hands
Flop you won't get it again
I push back up
already got my revenge
Now that it's after the win
My platinum plaques are my friends (Revenge revenge)
You know who's back to bootlegging again
But I got
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