Lyrics:
send it to you son. But don't be hatin' bro. I can't help it all the girls love my country flow.
Country flow. Just watch'em go go. I got ya heads all
the lines and scream the lies to repeat it
And then there's me
My city's best kept secret
Craig Vill
It's Craig Vill
the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya vision
You reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a pigeon?
I'm blowin
the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya vision
You reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a pigeon?
I'm blowin
what? ...received opinion and is loved and valued...
what? ...by the majority. What? What?
Conclusion
Look people, you heard it on the radio
I get...
You
Ayo, shout out Jay David for all the love
That's my boy, swag
Ay it's your boy, J-Money
AKA, Morgan Freeman's daughter
The color white here
Drop some
country
It's the only home I know
But I can't help but wonder
Did we make the starting blow
I am the youngest of the Roses
I'll try to keep the family name
group
From Florida what it do?
Got free features from my crew
Upgraded to a real stu
Don't misread, Greg's not me
I go by Craig sometimes daddy
Study
I done told yall lil niggas too many times
I don't play around with no bread
My lil nigga gone shoot for free ill put a coupon on yo head
I went
To your disguise
Na..
Peep it
I'll still invite
You along for the ride
And keep you close
In my sight
Until the right
Time
To take what's mine
Your life
So
Yeah
I get tired of talking before this shit
Sayonara
When I wrote my first line, it's like I tapped in
Caught a vibe overseas, but that was back
When we wake
Hey
Oh
It's hard to fall in love when we're already brokenhearted
Nobody here is safe and our country's so divided by it all
Oh
Hey
Maybe
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
Yeah that's on my momma, that's on my momma
Yeah
Okay let's keep it going, push a button
Tape record
Time to ape with my one tape Draco Paul
Had some
as real as It gets
Counted over a Hunnid thou In some Jordan Craig jeans
Sleeping on junkie couch
You not like me
Sendin' em ta da corner stoe
For
My journalistic range is a catalyst for change
It got anybody that listen pissing flame
And 'cause the Hall of Fame got so many missing names
I'll
to Edison Shay and the Chopstick MC, the whole Kli family, yeah
F&f Hong Kong, what up! You know, it's mad long, right?
(Henry Lovell), shout to Keep Up
"The Meaning of Life" Part five
Live Organ Transplants
Don't (?) I'll get it
Yes? Hello, can we have your liver?
What? Your Liver?
There's
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
where it hurts
They keep their ears closed
One man said "Boy, I dig your stuff,
I want you to come play in my club
I'll put your name in lights up above,
who saved hip hop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
They say the game fucked up and the records ain't sellin'
It was bad in 06' gettin' worse
mask it
Never shook I stay on go, make something shake and watch what happen
I'll know all I need to know by my observation and approach
You niggas
I'll keep on drinking all this shit until I die
Maybe it's the only way I get to talk to God
But who knows
Fuck it all
I might tell you when I arrive
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