Lyrics:
job
I was typhoon, cartoon for you to watch
Took you by the belt loop, said, "How can I help you?"
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?
buyin' no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put
This is I'm Him
(I am Him)
Version two
Down Payment
Come on,
AHH!!
Gods Monalisa men the nigga took his time
Put your lips on the ring this is raps next
cheatin' me
When you was deceivin' me?
Where was Jesus when you greedy, your lawyers was bleedin' me?
Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man livin'
it's time for a new plan, BAM!
I'll be swingin like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block
Gettin dropped by cops
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
a bando
Swear down, fam, everywhere I can go
You do it for the fame, nigga
I do it for the fam though, get me?
South of France, St Tropez
Back in
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
[Featuring Westside Connection]
West syy eed
Huh niggaz be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at
I been down South countin my
down
Not enough liquor in the bar, weed growin' in the ground
Trapped by these walls where my brain can't get out
Wonderin' if my mom might have
the race
Black matter fact, yo this is where it's at
This is where it be now, you know me now
It's the L O to the S T, B O Y Z make the deaf hear by see
Ooh,
for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Music Makes Me High
Hey Yo, gettin high
New York is high
Oh, where you at? I'm in the mood
Baby hold me down, I been confused
Mama told me better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know
never thought, that I could change the world
witta attitude, a Raider jacket and a jheri curl
Got every girl wantin to do me, screw me
Boyz N The Hood,
kick HIYA
2 2 3 Shells flying by ya
Cold world I stay wit that fire
True shit no liar
I'm the new Mixtape Messiah
I keep that heat by my side cause its
the courtroom and stunk it up
High comin' down, plug comin' up
You gon' hold me down, you gon' hold me up
You don't know me, but you know what's up
the jerk
We the New Boyz moving all the work
Got a white hoe that love to snort Whitney
Shawty love to twerk
Grab the Lil Uzi hopping in the vert
She
The portrait that I have painted of myself is a caricature
My family must think I've been hit with a terrible curse
The world gets the version of me
stay in my dream world
I wanna fly high, oh me, oh my
I wanna dream big, oh
Ziggity zig, so
When I come floating by
Don't you tie down my balloon
It's
when he ride that car
He needs laughing for the lack of manhood
Left on his momys arm
Validation is key
At least as I see
Make up a version of me
So I
down
goin bad for J-Bad he just came in town
we lovin Tai on the floor, smokin lai wit tips
Ladies in the amazin, 'cause we in the mix
all the peeps
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
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