Lyrics:
I just bought a brand new buggati
And this now I'm papparazi
I'm hot right now I pull up in a phantom
Follow by the Maybach girls say I'm handsome
heart out and serve the whole thing to her mom
And the shit ain't by chance you know I'm the man
That's why these hoes call me the boss
I just been going
of different versions of me in a big suburban
Or needing a fix on the corner, needles and pitchers of bourbon
Witness the coroner open me up by ripping
She see me and still smilin
Bitches ain't shit
In the club wildin
When we poppin' bottles
Swear the time piece lookin' timeless
Yea
This a bust down
a better version of me
That's the creed, I bleed force, power and prosperity, intuition, bliss and poetry
Read the book then close it and go to sleep then
You my ride or die
Yeah ride ride ride
Just stick by my side
And we can go real slow
Me you and candle lights
I'll treat you hella nice
Them
and write a truthful version of bliss for me where truth is key
We gotta forge a new path through history and it starts with the motherfucking truth
We better
the shirt and tie and put on my dancing shoes
ain't trying to settle down with no classy
looking for a bit of hot and nasty
ain't nothin else left to say
just
wanna tie me down, then you gon' need a stronger rope
I'll say it again, that I'm from another Universe
Don't know what I mean? Well then baby it's not
had me down to my last ten
I had to crawl back
You ain't talkin' 'bout no fuckin' money
Nigga call back
You know you ain't welcome in my
Hood without no
the juice on my ride
I got front and back, side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
I was pumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangster Gangster" at the top
timbs and jeans
Lost Boyz represent from South Jamaica Queens
I'm wit my mens spendin ends
orderin liquors and beers
aint nuttin new to this
we've
timbs and jeans
Lost Boyz represent from South Jamaica Queens
I'm wit my mens spendin ends
orderin liquors and beers
aint nuttin new to this
we've
great guy minus the service fees
Similar but different like Matt instead of gloss
Now look here, I'm not trying to floss, but this new version of me has
yesterday
You don't look down on anyone and say
If you want to be a better version of yourself
Never think that you're above anyone else
One day the lion saw
that, me? I make mills off that
How the fuck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter
up
The club is packed up
My gage is racked up so don't you even act up
I've been dead wrong
So that that won't be new to me
Aside from killing me
Now my main wifey, dead as shaded chicks,
Official Lost Boyz since the year of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em with a passion,
Woah, I'd brag about my freedom
How no one could tie me down
Then I met you
Now my heart beats true
Baby, you and me together
Feels more like forever
I've been fighting off all my family demons
Demons reaching the crown
Shawty holding me down
Brothers holding me down
My niggas holding me down
My
One life, one journey
cn ocean of discovery
Steered by curiosity, change
Wash away, the noise of society
Keen to seek, a new version of me
Set again
for that
Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that
How the fuck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
You
ain't a personal attack
I'm impersonal in person a personal fact
I'm unmerciful
No I'm not as perfect as that
There's a version of me that's
Disturbed
when you see me, see you
And I'm from the murder capital where they murder for capital
Heard about at least three killings this afternoon
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