The Flyest

Geah Peace king Peace king Listen, if they wrote a book on your life Right You think anybody'll read it? No fucking doubt! Let's make history homey Alright then You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table No, fucking, doubt It's time to manifest this Shit we the flyest nigga Bring it to a whole, y'know? Gangsta nigga Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome We the flyiest gangsters Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me Homicide can't scare me I o-bide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga The type that can build with ya Verbalize bring life to a still picture, it's God-given Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty Truly my only duty is to dodge prison Play wit me, I'm modest 'til them strays hit me Regardless the circumstances I'ma stay filthy Dough forever, the live stay low forever And fuck niggas, cause it's hard to keep them close together One dependent, no wife, one co-defendant No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome We the flyiest gangsters I do what I can do when I can do it Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feeling Live how I live it's only cause I been through it Learn to try it like to eat it and shit it's nothing to it Burn it light it weed it and off the liquor, while driving outside I'll never catch a vehicular homicide My music is a description of my vibe of course My life, my sites, my thoughts, what I like on my fork Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home Once you let them in they staying, evil be gone, say it I'm proud I'm ace but giving himself to the Lord Wanted his Faith, think about Big anymore Of course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changing We ain't these little niggas no more, running dangerous I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother Eat up so much the girls call me seafood lover Be having they legs shaking, stab 'em, break 'em I'm Hercules Hercules when having relations, the fliest Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome We the flyiest gangsters We put this on the, soul of our born As we hold the Qu'ran Kamikaze style Older cats coachin us on Yo it's kill or be killed Understand, real'll be real A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel Identity sealed, protected by Our energy shield And fuck a drop, cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed Close the books Was taught never expose a crook Between the knight and the bishop Want to knock ya rook, I'm a rare breed never had a fair to lead I ain't light niggas recite Too impaired to breathe We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target? Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome We the flyiest gangsters Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome We the flyiest gangsters