Lyrics:
your place, so you don't get laced
And them pretty ass shades, can stay on your face
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made it go
Tops
keys get a man singed
2ps, chips in a box
Movies, clips, man watch
Doobies lit
Do by spit getting rocked
Man are real Don Dada
Old school like
I wake up one morning and it's passed you by
You don't know when and you don't know why
I feel like an old memory hangin' round
And man, we've got
away, I
Can tell that you don't want to stay, I
Can tell that you having a day, I
Can tell by the look on your face, I
Don't want you feeling a way
Don
to the shine I'll take if I live by works then I'll die by faith
If I see your design I'm straight but I don't recognize your face
I don't recognize your face I
the energy right
Every man to a woman by the end of the night
Table full of drinks, grab whatever you like
But if I don't recognize you just step
man bussing
On next man's face yo, wah di bumba?
Dem kind of funny man tings
We do not condone same size as 8210 phone
Kick off your head, man ah liff
no go look Uche face (ehn ehn)
Catch up man pick up the pace
We don Dey grind and e don pass couple of days
Na baba God na him Link us up with
All red when I step to the zone
Cutting off people you dey care about e dey hurt to the bone
Can't judge a book by the look but she cool from
knows dtown where you’ll find man
jump out let’s fry man not on beef don’t waste my time man
And no you can’t call me kevin cah i wasn’t home by eleven
a bad bitch know get naked come to da niz for da kniz by default
Remember when they called me washed till i sink mans boat with a one torpedo
Drugs like
getting face fucked
Who you think you is?
You don't know who I be's
Left top, dub A, E-V-T, no thanks
They ain't seeing that my state stacked
Only time
girl, (oh girl)
Why you want make me craze oh (craze oh)
Shoddy no dey give me face oh (face oh)
She just dey play me like game oh aye
You dey make a man
like say dem nah rate me
But truly inspired by I man, e real don
Dem ah act like seh dem nah fear we
But really, I man is not no replicant
Ay boy
These days
And I been trying to find my way
Out looking for pleasure
These nights
Man I just want to feel alive
Don't know how to live
I don't wanna die
I
Aw, shit. Just to let you know, man, that 187 for realer. We black nigga killas and down to ride for E [E].
He'd a ride for me, and that's the way
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
While some dey flex dey flenjo for Ibiza
Stories to tell but man's no more a preacher
So I dey my lane face my vision
Vision
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
game
Jesus piece by the knees is just sane
The quietest, but the most envied in the game
You’re so envious man then you just blame
your lack of stacking
weak shit in tha game
On tha streets, smoking dough and leak on tha heap
[Chorus]
H-o-s-t-why-l-e
(tha drug pushers and face mushers)
Those them
one
Pen up and clap it I feel no fear
You don't wanna gas about
The top man here
Built from the smoke man
I see that clear
Wanna see o's to
In
't like (bang bang)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (this Chicago, nigga)
They smile in my face is what I don't like
They steal your whole
she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Upsweep face with an I E booty
Little in the middle but she got much back
Upsweep face
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
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