Lyrics:
get is what you seein'
Straight up be boy word to Miss
Kickin' and flippin' the rhymes for the kids man for the kids
Chillin' in the park, nice
a better tomorrow
Coach, put me in the game
I'm for real, other peoples tryna to put me in them chains
Whatever the topic, let's put it in the frame
We can
on my mind
But then I saw your eyes
You took me by surprise
True love never lies
I would do anything for you
Astounded by what I feel
This time it is real
homophobic
Im not gay my boyfriend is
I steal from homeless shelters
Dick rotting off it's nelsons fault
Niggas paranoid like mr park
White niggas in my tight
how is you doin'?
I was just drinking, I'm
Feelin' real stupid, keepin' it movin'
Think I'm in love, i'm a stud and you know
That I'm shootin' like
said I could sleep on the couch
By two A.M. I was digging her out
Fuck the ghetto bird
"Which way is he going now?"
"Ok, now, now he's, he's
done played in the park with them
This money thing, this shit will fuck you up man
You got to watch what you ask for
You sure you want this son?
You
Into my destiny, now I see
Was once confused by these haters, now I see
I'm in the house, about six, twist the lit
I park my V Hic, feedin' my bitch
darling,
Lovely Almi.
To live with you, in seclusion, but not in poverty
Our life real, harmonious, beautiful
Should you have a darling child by me no more
the things I write
Until you spend a night in the South Park twilight
I'm steadily trying to reach my black folks
But all you want to see is a nigga
that was planted by Ruthless
My family tree is so G, we was cut from the cloth called LBC
Crybaby, used to C-Walk at the park
Pitbulls on a leash that
real sharp but experience is the manual
Step by step, build a base gain traction
stick to the plan of action
Step by step, form the team from pieces
for me and the homies and nobody else
Making beats in my room by myself
Kinda funny how my last studio cost seven zeros
But I make the best shit when
(Hahaha)
So successful, I'm so successful
And thank y'all for taking the time to listen to me you know
This is
Well, you know already know who it is
ahead when I'm ahead light years
(Here, here I come again)
Gong originally, run fi the grand finally
(Have no fear, for it is only I)
I do it
it hate for sure?
Tell me is you real or is you fake for sure?
I finally got my bag up, I can't fuck with you hoes
I can't fuck with you hoes, I'm
hand in hand with my Pakistan man
We made vapors
Fish scales from Jackson Heights Columbians
I.S. 61, was raised for no republicans
And I don't mean
to kill shit
No you can't see in this car, this 5%, yeah bitch this real tint
Been outside for a hour, I look over, house still lit
Oh, they just turned
till the party's
through
Then they tap me on my shoulder, say "This Bud's for You" To be a real
M.C.
You can't be obedient To be smooth is
I'm a
Make you come like the space after the comma for real
If I woulda known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turning you on then we wouldn't be friends
industry, prepare for me
That double C, my nuts is all I got
[South Park Mexican]
I walk in the club niggas stare at me
Bitch you got something you want
Running improv for a tony
These motherfuckers is actors
Where we go
Studewood park
Takeing tokes
Gotta watch out for the Po-Po
So we creep on the low low
rose, and still we rise
No ulterior motive this is just for growth
We shrouded by a cloud of mystery, bring forth hell boy let's give up the misery
Light
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
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