Lyrics:
a youngin
Say she too old for me
Is you to old for these
That's when I whipped out a whole bunch of money
And I say age ain't nun but a number
And Ben Frank
Do-Ray-Me. But I don't sing, mothafucker
I kick shit with the King, mothafucker
Ice Cube will clock the cash, rock the mass
And if you run up, I'll sock
Omo na time to show
Good vibe till end
Show you off to my friends
Girl you real no pretend
Text message i send
Girl you put me for vibe
Vibe i go like
ain't calling
Why she ain't talking
In Clique full of real niggas follow my team
With a no tell policy all by cream
I'm a king young profit
Just saying
on
Fools swear they're wise, wise men know they're foolish
We was headed for the web even before computers
I never thought you would give me a reason to do
you act like I ain't lean on that fence too
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into
You wanna send me to God, I wear 45 in that
you act like I ain't lean on that fence too
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into
You wanna send me to God, I wear 45 in that
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into
You wanna send me to God, I wear 45 in that French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga
she no mind
She take care of her own kids
She do alright by her king
You show me love in many ways
Baby oh
I fit to do anything
For my baby oh
Lady
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
no top gun
(Verse 2) cli Miller
Plot thickens yea the plot thicker...
You a square ima block nigga...
Pull up on ya block in a big block talkn square
all the land,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost;"
"Tell me what to do", said the king upon his throne,
"but speak to me in
all the land,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost"
"Tell me what to do", said the king upon his throne,
"but speak to me in
showing out
Throwing all these ones
Swear she finna drown
You rolling out the zip
I'm smoking by pound
Send a 10 pack
Just the flood the town
Count up Ben
if you don't got lettuce
Just send me the text
And then I'll get the message
Oh my gosh ! Jiggy once again
Shot that nigga once, then I shot him once
to reclaim
The king's place when it comes to the skillset
Y'all forget I’m the D double E beast from thе east
Beast on the beats bеast on the streets
No need
to a king
Drop down on your knees
I got what u need
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Then I send a blitz when we meet
Drop down on your knees
I go to the extreme
I was teen
a teen
Teen
They turning the prince to a king
Yeah
Drop down on your knees
Huh
I got what u need
Yup
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
It's
Send her to me
Send her to me
Yeah Yeah
Send her to me
Send her to me
Yeah Yeah
My chain gave me a cold
Call the CDC
Put five on the tint
Bitch they can
not comprehend
But if I up this bitch and stick it I might get you and your mans
And if I trap and send some migit I might come up on some bands
I got
of the niggas trynna follow where I go,
But I know,
Only one,
Only me,
You my son,
I’m a writer,
You a tryer,
Meaning I already won.
They stand by me,
I’m
559, Kings County, Lemoore stand up
Elevate
Oh you don't know how?
Shit
Let me show you
Everyday I send a prayer up into the sky Waiting for
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
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