Lyrics:
the new-school leader
It's a celebration when am with my Gees
No Deforestation but we burning trees
They call her Alicia
Cus i play high keys
Shuddy let it be
In my zone, thinking I just want to leave it all
Make some room, when shit get messy I just clean it off
Got the keys, some' like Alicia
Got
sippin on that drank
Fuck boys cant hang
Fuck boys cant hang
I got my choppa let it sang
It sing like alicia keys
Bitch get upon her knees
Yeah she gon'
dime bags
Full of white like Alicia Keys
Waking up around 9, see a nigga on the grind
Real Raider type shit
Real creative ass niggas with
A foreign type
SHIT
Heart attack, pause, but that in my backpack, double C's I can see man fuck a snapchat
Do you want to fly with me?
Head up in the skies just get by
phone my plug named Alicia cuz he play with them keys
He say that he know me but I don't remember him still say good to see ya
(Yeah)
Feels like they
alicia keys
But wait a minute, this shit gon' make him hate a minute
I was fucking this bitch, know he hate I'm in it
But a nigga won't play with me, play
sneakers on
I'm like, what
Shit, to each his own
She scream and hit them high keys
like Alicia tho
I'm in it all night fuck around and reach her soul
Might
cop
I got a secret knock and serve out of a equinox
So much keys you would think my youngin was Alicia pop
I make your bitches stay with me and call
it zen
Ain't a lotta ladies that would that for their man
She got me feeling stupid for the shit that I done said
I just want my cuddles by the time we
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?
I record dope dope
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me, fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again
I record dope dope
a motherfuckin' genius and you in some bad shit
Step 'round a corner with my crewneck on
Hammer can't touch me, man I'm too hands on
I don't know you man, we
On the strip with me if I flipped the key
N' I had Christmas tree
Man, Cass sold more bags then Lipton Tea
N' I had chicks trick for me
Cause I'm a pimp
My
On the strip with me
If I flipped the key, n' I had Christmas tree
Man, Cass sold more bags then Lipton Tea
N' I had chicks trick for me
Cause I'm a pimp
My
heart inside a box gave the key to Mr. Hide
She text my phone I don't reply I ain't into broken vibes
See that money make them hoes cum no need for me
on the window with wise-ass keys,
And they were driving out the lots in their Mercurys.
Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
Diddy on dawn to the don
It’s time to spread my wings and go and hit the highway
Time to cash a key and go and pack up my place
I’m Looking through the past I know I hit
the Clermont Twins
AR shake everythang, Mizz Twerksum
I fell in love with opiods, Mr. Perc' Something
Call up big bro, man, you know he finna murk something
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
that was Tim's mum
Claimin' Tim was in the city right before the city's b……
She mentioned bout a concert, Alicia keys or something
And still she hasn't
warrants
Armed and considered skanless
I'll run 'em in for questoning
"Damn Mr. Officer, you know who you're fucking with?"
Threw on a beanie, 'bout
And I'm singin'
Goodbye 20's,hello minivan
Look out 30's,I'm becoming my old man
The keys are in my pocket
I've got the title in my hand
Goodbye
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