Lyrics:
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
to the
Looking at the media they say I got a baby
On the way by Nicki I'm
Thinking the media crazy
Young nigga getting to the money
Dreams Worth More Than Money it
on the block
Summertime, block parties, cookouts
I spent my knot
Truly, niggas was fightin' over who
Was closest to me
Happy with the new representative of QB
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
I got locked up
I was in a young, dumb, rowdy phase
Still hangin
(no way)
Hit the window, for sure he DOA (he DOA)
Still hit a nigga block with a throwaway (throwaway)
Catch him, beat him 'til the gun break (gun
Old Testament, killin' in God's favor
New Testament
I'm the reason why God hate us
Blastin' out bankers then I'm
Shivvin' down lawmakers ain't shit
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
Teacher, Wise Intelligent
Tell me teacher where you been?
Make a way for me to go for mine!
Like Barry White in the Secret Garden
Am I gonna rock em? Pardon?
I fucked that hoe, I left it all in her
He got anna on his chest, cause' I fucked that hoe, I just laugh at him
I don't give a damn, how tough, you
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
niggas square like a motherfuckin' cube
Call me colossal, my bank account huge
There's COVID, but fell off in Magic like Lou Will
New house in Houston,
Chevy on the back block
Runnin' routes with the bow bow in the stash box
When I speak it's chop yaow, I'm a New Yorican
Calderon on the phone, I'm in ?
shit for the 4WAY
1225 send shots to your body
And knock a nigga out of the door way
It's a murder, I'm feeling like Michael Myers
I got the block
that they proud of me while they daddies out here looking like they Oscar
What is the day? Bad and pretty all the way
You a special needs kids make
Heavens to Merkatroid, we've come with another new song
(Sing-a-long!) Ha (Tic!) Tica-tica-toc
(Who's that?) Coming around the block (Leaders of the New
I ain't about no playin
When I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight back to the hot block
Flight in
impressed by some, others don't hold water
Some of y'all new rappers are my sons and daughters
That's why Mommy's Home and I got my belt
You gon' feel this
And feel no petty for those stuffed in a box
Nigga peep it and watch, how the sun glisten on rocks
I pissed on the blocks and hustle for scraps
But now I'm
(bust down)
Meek milly back, like, what now? (What now?)
Bitches that fronted way back in the day
All on the kid like, "what up now?" (Up now?)
I'm
off life was more than enough
And peer pressure ain't pressure when a boy is tough
And I was tougher than tough, I'm from the darkside
And hangin out in
to the greatest athletes
When they go long you could put me in check
But I'm still laughing all the
Way to the bank
I'm the reason that the Titanic sank
I'm always
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
dandruff
I'm far from a new kid on the block, I hang tough
Was handcuffed to false pretense but they were out of luck
Released myself from captivity escaped
fallin' nigga don't trip
[Killer Mike]
Stoned is the way of my walk
In a mini-mack eleven, the tone when I talk
When I spray niggas pray, lay
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