Lyrics:
Why I run marathon with right personnel
Nobody makes it out by themselves
So I build with like minds think for self
Representation matters
Especially
hoe to neverland
I got me a fairy, she a dreamer, fuck with Peter Pan
Niggas Captain Hook, pat yo back, with they left hand
Got it off the muscle, got
dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
For children with
in the hood you'll
Never bump into Pat Sajack
But we spin the wheel every time we chill
Cops hate Blacks and Hispanics
They draw gats and just blam it
I talk to chicks along the way with John Forte
Used to do this all day burnin in the project hallway
Discussin strategies in the court case
I rock
slingin powder sacks, I'm where them dollars at
Till I holler back at niggas that sip more syrup than Project Pat
Now I fuck with Rap-A-Lot, I hit
a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come
To hold the work he got
of my best friends Derek Mangareu
"see'mon man can I be down can I be down witcha crew?"
He had one by the name of Masters of Control
I wanted to be
streets pay
Nigga I'm straight
Orange juice with the Bombay
Og flame that
You the best can't claim that
I'm still around don't play that
I manifested this
nigga's Dee and Blue
Project Pat, ya'll know what to do
Creep through dem streets,
Wit dem thangs, blast on any fools
Tear da club up thugs, in this
on the fucking turf
And one thing's for sure he wasn't killed by bunch of jerks
Pharmaceuticals never wanted aids to be cured
And if you talking too much you
it all, fancy cars
Yeah the newest shit came a long way
Riding round on my Buick shit
Win by any means who said it best?
Kobe Bryant mind-state
I'm
me get this straight being a druggie with a tatted face
And a degree of being a dumbass is the best way to make it?
I'll take my chances by stating
(Call us jiggaboos)
And did deals with the Indians
(Wild Coyotes)
Ain't no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks
[Chorus]
it's best if you witness
Same damn desk for three years straight
Tryna get like pat well wait that wait
And now the kid don't ask, cause they gon
Seen traffic hope it goes green
Known this since OD been on rotation, growing
With the pen game, tracing OGs old CDs and changing flows
Keeping it lowkey
while I hit your best friend
I got both your heart and your soul til the bitter end
Bitch you think you petty you don't know who you messing with
I don't
Nigga you do what you gotta Red matted bogati
Top that We holding mass in the projects
We do that shit cause it's in us
I could whip a whole brick with
tweet a lot
I'm from two different worlds, suburbs and where the cops be watchin
Bodies droppin', uncle poppin', molly lozenges and oxycontin
Riding with
know bout me
So before I go best thing to know in do time baby you gone see
You know I'm with it
I don't really want them digits
Only here for one night
top (Skrr)
Best in the game that top boy (Top)
My nigga Bsticks with a shotgun (Tu tu tu tu)
I do this shit like it's Childs play (Facts)
I'm balling
ain't givin it, but I'm gettin it
Playing with all of the songs to state the relevance
By posting some of the moves for the ellof it
And doing anything
shots off of project roof tops
Sending signals with the blunt smoke
Ock, don't talk a lot if you can't hold it in lock
If you think lips sink ships
slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
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