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shit like I got a cold
I'm bossing up on you average joe
you spaded me? I'm Aces bro
He rang my line like the front door
I ignore the tone, I keep

to habit but I never seem to find it
Is there anybody like me
My life’s a movie with no Spike Lee
I don’t need the big screen I say that with confidence
You

your fuckin mouth
I'm a god now
Let the Lamborghini doors down
Check the scoreboard now
All my niggas wanna know how to score most sound
Fuck this

I thought I saw a ghost on the lobby floor
He didn't ask me to stay
I thought I heard them beating down the door 
What did I say?

Pull back your

Success what we live by
So we had to team up,yo
ghetto
to ghetto
but we clean up yo
We up,
keep em coming back like a re-up
Now I'm getting famous,
they

an innocent man right there
They can't see that? Get a guide dog
(yesterday, yesterday)
My nigga Lee was alive God
Twenty-five in a pine box
Wish I had more

clothes
I ain't Buju, I'm not gonna taste it
By the way it smell, you can tell it's dope
Can't work this electric stove
Put it microwave, let's make this

to train with teams
And after pay wages to Wayne and Lee
(Woi yoi) but seperate to that
I be coppin' these sticks
For these niggas that think I ain't got

Because I'm off key but never fall flat
Your favourite nightclub's a venue
That I've toured at
Promoters stay by my feet like a door mat
College girls in

Transdimensional beings, I wanna be em
I wanna see em!
Two ounces of psilocybin lets call
It my per diem
My pics they getting liked up by your BM
I

swiping but I do snipping
If he purping he get hurt by
50 shooters in the van like Spike Lee
Hundred sticks like i’m working for ISIS
Plug got them zips,

start protecting me
Biggie flow kicked in doors, open sesame
Enter as Darth, D gained dexterity “hope your successful Lee”
But little did I know, satan

see the sunlight shining in her hair
Long after darkness has fallen

She was waiting by the door
When I showed up at three AM
She said "I waited for

My Wishes

Andre Nickatina

Bullets, Blunts In Ah Big Bankroll

addicted to red licorice and fine bitches
Khan lives forever man that's my wishes

[Verse 2 - Equipto]
My wishes, we owe intense wishes
Bruce Lee, Tupac,

the fucking haters hate it

Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule

Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down

bitches wanna get like me
Cah they see the neck froze and the wrist icy
Shooters with me nothin' like Spike Lee
Dej Loaf, let a nigga try me
Shawty,