Lyrics:
not a slave
Get money everyday
It ain't no other way
That's how it is until they put me in a grave
I never learned a trade
I fuck with chess and spades
'Cause I'll hop up out the roof with fully-autos and embed it in your brain
It's like fee, fie, foe, fum, I smell the blood of a jealous ass punk
One
jealous they envy of my style
Pull up on em im flexing
Pull up inna Tesla
My niggas gon flex on these bitches
Pull up on em I flex with the chicken
Since
that button, oh (vroom)
Tap, hol' on no cap, bitch, you a rat, you probably told on the gang
Spun it one time with the mask on, spun it two times with
Well I don't like it when I see your eyes dartin'
Back and forth across the room
And I don't like it when I see you doin' dances
Baby that I ain't
And for you haters out there, pay attention
(Jealousy's a motherfucker) Let it go
You don't want no problem, you don't wanna mess with it
How I put it
Motivated by love with the blessings of God
We were head over heels in this love thang
Funny ain't it thinkin back, our friends thought it was just a fling
I
alone
I'll go feet first down that rabbit hole
Hate the thought of you with anyone else
All the other girls mean nothing next to you
Jealous jealous
counterfeit
I'd rather be broke than a liar who tries to inspire by
Preaching quick, anything worthy take time
A wall ain't a wall, build it up brick by brick
Uh, yeah, (M Da Kid made tha beat)
Unapologetic, it's giving non-aesthetic
Making all these people jealous
Spittin rhymes like I'm zealous (like
by the liquor store
Cause we ain't takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
Say what you want fool I guess I'm a drug dealer
>From the southside
we losing anyway, ain't got nothing to prove, let's prove it anyway, got damn, before I could even move today, hands up no weapons, he shot me anyway -
the lip, if u ain’t gone handle up, pass the stick
Foot on the gas I wont let up (oh oh)
I got em mad I got em jealous (oh oh)
If you want smoke its free
it
Drunk an eighth then I drop dead I don't think that they know I'm on it
The red light I got stopped there I could tell 12 by only
Showed 'em my
A horse pill you can't swallow
There's no tomorrow, nigga, it all ends
I been down with KRS since Boogie Down begins
(Boogie Down Productions) that's my man
worked all my life for this shit
So you know I ain't gonna give it up
I'm closing in on
The dreams I had when I was young
Now I'm in the last miles I
jealous
Yeah, stayin' high with the mates
Tippin' wine to the face
Strauss hit me from the door
"It's a line out the place"
I'm at home in the mitten, I
a nigga step wrong then I’m popping his top
And you know I stay with it on I got the thang in ma sock
And I’ll whip the baking soda in the pot til it lock
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
know I cannot mess with 99s
Like to mess with double Os but I ain't ever blowing those
Like to inhale all the smoke it hits my brain it starts to grow
the pressure dat a thug goin
through
I wanna change but its hard to do
when all my life I been true 2 da game pushin cane to represent my
family name
ain't
(Check)
I love a girl with self respect (I do)
They envy you (Yeah)
But them girls ain’t no kinda threat (Nah)
Go get ya check (Check)
I love a girl with
B-E-E-F
Bitter emotions envy and fear.
Beef
Ain't nobody got no real beef with me nigga what?
Every time a muthafucka come along and do somethin'
It's
the truth)
I'ma keep it real
Show you how it feels to ride
Y'all went three feet and stopped rising
(I ain't seen shit)
Wendy Williams is a fat bitch
That's
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