Lyrics:
pictures of your notebook and coffee
Won't cover your rent
See, once you've got money
There's nothing like it
This round's on me becomes motto of victory
yeah, oh yeah)
Brooklyn, New York
The Bronx, Harlem baby
New York, Brooklyn baby
You think she loves you?
She'll take you for everything you've got
as they flew in the air
Butter actin' up and grabbin' stuff by the pair
Gina at the door cause she good with the gun
They both grabbed the money and run
mad ya it is what it is
Hit your bitch once and she asked for my kids
I got too many bands it can't fit in my pocket
And If you want smoke let me pull
Lennon go crazy]
[Chorus]
Cream tote bag filled up wit twenties and fifties
Everyone know how I got it
I put that Louie all over my body
I can go get
Well the two new people that's moved to the middle of the block
And we're at the top of the town and don't you think we're not
Well we found love
buy our land
When they go out and take all the stuff we're in
We've got neither reachin' for the stars
And beg and keep us sufferin'
She ran out in
ever remember
Was music, it could bring us right through whatever
Cos when the blues hit, I hit the tune switch
Earth, Wind and Fire, dancing away
lost both my big bros to the block You know It's gon' be fuck a cop
Know Brody a soldier before he rolled over He went like a G and left two of em popped
livin' average, everybody jang-a-lang
Nobody livin' savage, e'rybody got change
Even the paperboy deliver out the back of a Range
It's not a game, it's
This shit always happens when I'm smoking fucking Rocky,
you've heard it on the news; you've seen it on the telly,
Add up for moving Soap Bar down
Watch how she makes this beach
Light it up like the sky on New Year's Eve
Love it when she's locked on me
She get me high, she get me low
She got the key
had love for you now the shit done vanished
I can't even lie
Thought you would stick right by my side
I was so blind, I bet I kno now
Got that mf'n
aim
Cause you always miss
Maybe this time you'll get it right
I guess we'll see come midnight
But best wishes in the new year
To the new you
God I hope
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, gettin' lost upstate
Autumn
Let me ask you a question. You've been watching these movies, these women screaming bloody murder. Have you watched it? Because that's going to be you,
poised trying to venture Into the minds of the bold
Kids continue to live and learn to die With no soul
Disregarded by the men of Heartless and cold
on, I be the top extortionist
Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof
All my
second
I elevate a lot
I never go a day without thanking God
Tough times putting up they shot
But I jump high enough to block
And I really made it out
Everything he does
Seem to come out right
Once I went to hear them play
At a club outside of town
I was so surprised, I was hypnotized
By the sound this
in a mansion
Right next to the Grammies on my nightstand
This may be my vision but it's God's plan
I know you've been waiting for me
Got that new R&B
got two beautiful kids
I got dreams about my life
Demons that I don't fight
Tryna see what it's like
To actually be alive
To spend money how I like
the top of a mountain
But every time you wanna say something their like
Shut up!
You're a fucking white kid!
Well I got news for you
I'm gonna murder every
baby - baby
I got what you need right here - oh
Black Monte Carlo with the spokes out Watergate for Nixon
This is what I meant by walking contradiction
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