Lyrics:
Quoted rockabye to smoking on the pipe but doing lines of cocaine
I don't rock that shit
I'ma drop that dime like they committed to crime on divine lines
movin' the olive oil
Had the rock in the foil after the potter boiled (facts)
I was standin' on the corner, like, yeah, I got it for you (I got it)
If
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
chain off thot
Like the way that she suckin' my cock (woo-woo)
Got some Act', then let's go get a pop (let's go)
Took the ledge off and went
dawg?
Feelings hot to kill a top guerilla
Drop and kneel to pops, I grilled the opp
For real, your clock it yield and stop
Your will is shot, the deal
to the radio!
I'm not a rockstar, I'm a blockstar!
(Kay Slay! Kay Slay! PLIES)
Growin up
I ain't wanna be no fuckin rock star!
I wanted to be like the
D-boy wit
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body
Before I left I hit tha Bacardi
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said something that made
stain, no fresh and clean (no stain, fresh)
Ice out the chain with hella V's (hella V's)
Rock the water like rain on a G-Star V (wet, water)
I might
the running man, mm
Hopped out of jail, made a hunnid bands, mm
KKK, I'm just hanging, man, mm
Chris Rock, niggas acting funny, man
My money stretching like
ground
We spreading our wings
All of my team make the Planet Rock, don't stop now
Was supposed to be a ghost
Now when we party I'm the host
We made
the one, that told me 'bout consciousness
And said see beyond, my metropolis
You put the booga booga loop, pop lockin' this (We're too far, now)
We too
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Pee wit a capital P
And don't ever in your life try to rock wit me
On no days there's no rap page I can't top, I
Splash the half-ass trash you
chip off the old block, the hard rock
Apply pressure to your neck 'til your heart stops
Got 'em all lean like codeine, microphone fiend
I'm an addict,
We grew up as friends, we was 10, li'l niggas on the block
He ain't have his own basketball so we shared my rock
His mama was a fiend, he ain't
I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I threw
know is rocks and presidents like Mount Rushmore
F*** the police, they hop out and bust doors
I ain't goin' back to jail, n**** that's what I flush for
Skreem!
Skreem!
So we go, fed the lungs, southwest strangla' here he comes
And I'm the duke here to rock the place, crack a faygo and sock your
was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Watchin' Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy
First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
of jealousies real thick man
I'm feeling its bout to pop off real quick man
But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me
Cause he's plotting on my
the streets
So even in the winter time the nigga got heat ya feel me
He never knew his pops
His momma tryna raise him but his daddy is the block
Thug life
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the Colt
Andrew Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my
and this is faggot, your ass you'll be given)
Who you kiddin'? You're only tryin' to rock a party
You ain't really down to shoot nobody
So why you
drank
Don't pop pills either cause that shit ain't cool
We just drunk a mad Dom 'fore we went to school
Flick off, back then I was smashing boys
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