Lyrics:
through the 6 without the Drac'
But got the drape
Oh, ohh, ohh
Gotta take it slow, fuck up out my way
Been five years, still ain't took a break
I
protect it's an attempt to motivate
Neglect our obligations place the blame on someone else point out the flaws in other people and take the focus off
on the top of the pyramid scheme
Lonely at the top of the pyramid scheme
Took a risk by coming here
So I'm going to take one too
Tell me to live without no
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
If I get blood on the leather seats I'm probably a goner
Take a breath
Think about what's next
Ok I got it
I'll just move the whole drum kit from off
better than God, and your doing just what you wanted to do
Take it from me, swallow your pride, ‘cause humble pie’s much harder to chew, yeah
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
So Fly
Girl you so fly
You caught my eye
I need you here
Right by my side
Let's take this night and let's roll and
Get away
From here
I'm really
featuring Fiend Mystikal
Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X)
Here we go Here we go Here we go (BE BOUT YO BUSINESS)
From the south to the west
a chunk of ice, undefined
Best stick to your humble pie
You know me, man, I flow deep like when I humble that
Anybody coming here better come precise
here, outta here
I gotta get the fuck outta here, outta here, outta here
Outta here, outta here, outta here
I gotta get the fuck
Okay, it is I, Ty Butta
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
put the crumble crumble
Eating it from the cookie jar
Oh yes I was want patiently
I Would never take no chance
I would never take no step but still
made it here all by my lonely so don't come hating on me
I'm from a place where we won't all make it home
And you can't save your homies
I told you I was
to leave
From humble beginnings in that village to the birth of me
Birth of a Nation, shout out to Nate Parker
They take the spotlight off you if you
dying here slow
Music ain’t make me rich so its all felonies for now
You was raised by foul niggas I give em penalties for now
I'm trying to be humble but
dipping sauce
Depleted, it took me long
To see that I can't be gone, here's my presence
I take critiques like the shit's a blessing
The way I speak cause
your arms like it's a bouquet
Right back outside the way they want it
On line for the pie baby who cutting?
Right back outside the way they want it
And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge
Well I think by now you know how leftists
my trust in nobody
From getting backstabbed by my friends, I can't blame em cuz they ain't bout it
To be around with me is a privilege, on me they
In the place that I lives
We gon' take this one over to 275 Halsted
384 Stuyvesant
We gon' take it over to 155 Morgan
141 Harrison
Just
straight out the trenches)
Havin' nothin' made me humble (Motivation was the struggle)
If a nigga tried to rob you would you give it up or die for it?
I
I'm above all
Only getting bigger while haters staying small
Looking in the mirror cause I know they bound call
Lanzo from the stump, said it from
piece of the pie if we want
Motherfuckers gettin' mad high when they want now
I will survive, recognize it be Tical
Here we go, star
Shit's gonna
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