Lyrics:
on the corner from sun up to sun down
Competition gettin' hectic, I'm headed for out of town
What I was, sellin' for twenty, niggaz sellin' for ten
So I'm
ball now I'm playing full court
I was pushing 8 Ball's like Pimp Harder
Had it jumping out the gym like Vince Carter
Live my life above the rim trying
Drowned out the noise with my pen and my pad
Nothing like average I'm making classic shit
Honor the greats
(Uh)
Vintage by A+ but wait
How could I do
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
to go
So I stole my daddy's Cadillac, and I headed down the road
I had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile
I'm headed for the border man,
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
niggas bank account empty
I'ma ride, I ain't trying other ways
I'ma kill just to live just to die another day, hey
Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Karma
That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga
Cleveland, open up ya' doors
I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88
Wit' a ounce but I'm
just want me to fold
I go day by day dawg I go dose by dose you know
Yea
Now I'm walking down the road
Until I get old safe to say that I got time on my
of that!!
I'm just here to train ho's
Put 'em on the main road
Teach 'em how to 'Change Clothes'
I know you heard of that!!
Change your whole attitude
of that!!
I'm just here to train ho's
Put 'em on the main road
Teach 'em how to 'Change Clothes'
I know you heard of that!!
Change your whole attitude
And a Bradley on my back door
And I wound her up and shifted her down
And I offered this prayer to my lord
I said "God get me back home to Houston alive
And I
know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from your pony are slippin'
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
having a diamond chain
I could care less about grabbing fame
Move to fast like road rage
Palm trees swanging like the doors mayne
Thats Houston, cause they
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy
Married to Marijuana with that drama you can miss me
Fifty-fifty I'm a playa, slash money maker by nature
I get that
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
knows this
So 1 2 3 4, for whom the bell is tolling
I'm rolling with Umdada and I'm um holding my swollen
And doing the project dance from back in
Lesson one my man, go on and do what you do
And you need to get the rifle or you worried bout two
Cause I'm hated by many, and loved by few
But I kill down
on Fox 5
I said "you sure Ma?" she said "baby it's live"
I said "Fuck twelve" turn up the alpine
Rockin' down Boggs Road seen a punk ass busta
Got
dropping by and you expected me to be free
Well, I'm saving all my loving for someone who's loving me
Oh, no (oh no) walk out the door (walk out
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