Lyrics:
to the coffee table
Ask you, it's a fable so strike my name with a funny label
Entitled niggas set the game back by a lifetime
So when karma make a guest
that tassel dangling from his golden crown
[Chorus:]
Lay it down, let it go right now
Misery loves company with those who cannot set it down
Throw your
until I caught up
VERSE1
下笔如有神我随便写两句都是押韵
As if by the will of God, every sentences I write are rhymed
整个圈子被我吃干抹尽情
I’m the boss in this circle
不要比了嘛都太差劲
and receive it it will set you free
so throw your rocks at my glass box as you hear the sound
of me hit the ground but it will take more than that
to break me
There`s no imagination when I`m by your side
Don`t need no transportation
When you take me for a ride
You know I get exited when you put your spell
Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know til I was drunk though
You freak niggaz played out, get fucked and ate
plus
Supported by T thank you very much
Ain't notihng to it te way we do it
Set the date collabarate and just run through it
I been doing this shit since
carry on alone
The harder it is to get by on my own
Then I see you standing there calling me home
So I throw down all my bags
And run straight to your
lives, livin' in sci-fi
I'm livin' sky high, leave you so high and dry
Killed in a drive-by, make you go bye-bye
Quicker than wi-fi, quicker than time
Circa 2003 but I smash like I'm banger
Nailin the cross with the hammer
Drain from the corner
Ace up my sleeve
Set it straight like it's poker
See they
The drug game is a sport that I play
So when my phone rings I run routes and get paid
I always moved trees but I neva throw shade
Might catch feelings for
yelp yelp before it's done they better fear me
It's a singular reason why I will resist all their acts
They got their sights set on my country, my
All this fear and greed will fade
Go ahead and throw your shade
I get paid, never played
Like, look what I made, it's all for you
I knew it from
By now the whole world should know my name Big B I be killing shit
Virginia done seen the grind but now the world gone witness it
The past couple
On top of the world I've got a perfect view
Open my eyes and you're the only thing I see
Watching the sun rise reminds me of your eyes
I love how
crew
Not for war but to throw
All this sadists with my flow
All this fake bi**es
All this lame racists
All this main sleepers
I cut your game basis
I'm
say jail ain't nothin to sweat
But if you ain't got a rep, you gotta claim your set
But I don't bang, y'all, so what can I say?
I'm just a funky rapper
Rep a set they throw it up so much they got bulimia, disgusting
to judge ya, just set me up and throw me back
And I’ll be right there beside you every round
But be careful when you pour me
Sometimes you’ll end up empty
Gotta throw my hands up and say Lord come have your will/wheel
Imshi, yalla امشي يلا
I've been on the move
Tryna succeed brotha
You know how I do
Till I'm
Eight months ago I hit the road
Eight months ago I left my pops home
Eight months ago I set out alone
Eight months ago I grabbed the microphone
Since
changed up
You was tryna get your name up
I was here chasing paper
Sorry hater, see you later, turn to vapor
Alexander McQueen
That's what I rock on my feet
not the way I dress
East to west, throw your arms right to left
Give me a mic and a crowd, and a turntable set
Alotta niggaz turned thugs, after
mouth like we playin hockey
I stick and move like rocky cause I'm cocky
A motherfuckin nuclear bomb couldn't stop me
I throw a bottle at the mirror
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