Lyrics:
Searching for fortune and fame
Double up nigga double up
It’s my cell nigga, it's my cell
Ha ha hah yeah
Oh yeah you got that chicken, nigga?
Eh do, how that
a rise
Dignified but she freaky in the slide
Send one in those heels and I'm like hold up in a chill
Got me swerving, I got one hand on the wheel
The other
Whenever you feel freaky
I'm all you need
So come on, come see me
No surprises by the time
The sun rises I'll be gone
Let the memories be a lullaby
Stay with me, stay
Stay into the deep
Holler in the dark
My heart will keep the beat!
Neaky freat or freaky neat
Put your hands up in defeat!
Word
Crushed by adversity
But a few rise above it is
Their only positive choice they must confront
These daily fears and overcome them
Or submit to the downward
Bad fortune has been overcome
New rise, new rise
It's time to start another run
Time went by we're facing our prime times
Higher goals and higher
and
everything, sir!
The Brian in Jail Scene
(BRIAN wakes up with a smile on his face to find himself being dragged along a
cell corridor by TWO GUARDS.
up )
then have your family light the candle (light er up)
that metal saw is what we sit by (click clack) * gun cock)
cause that ghetto law is what
nigga)
we we rise to the top
the shit will never stop
we love hip hop motherfucker
Chorus:
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da
time
I can have any woman I want
Mi wan you tonight
Lemme choke and lift you up
Honey love me now
By the morn I'll be gone
In another land
I got fortune
this, pursuin'
The same dream to make cream
And the same fiends I pass by I ask why
Get the answer smoke cancer and slide
I look up in the sky give praise
got admit that, come on
(Yo Del, what's up with that?) yo
Oh, you want me to do it? Yo!
(I know you can free')
Yo' mic passed, at last
The freaky dog
mortgage
I got some jewelry, it cost me a fortune
Got a little freaky bitch and she gorgeous
Balmain sag on the Saint Laurent
I'm pourin' up that it's
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
submerged, by the pool of forever
(Yea, uh)
(Uh, Yea, Whoa, Yea)
Shawdy got backbone, uh
Bring that ass back home, yea
Turn around - back up
Ion need - back up
Yo, Face, turn me up
Turn me up a little bit more, yeah
He probably would tell you you're beautiful
If he could talk to you
I mean, if there was
Like Que Te Pasa
She talking and venting
And telling me all of her problems
She from the DR
But she be up in Bx and Harlem
Smoking on hookah
Mix that
and early I want it
I rise as the sunrise baby now get up on it
Give it to me good
Shawty work it like you should
You follow instructions
Then I follow
proclaiming the city is blest
Rise up ride the wind after the reign of terrord
With fortune inside us on this dawn of night
We're alive the gods arrive,
I made a fortune off my first classic, let me finish (The Butcher comin', nigga)
Paranoia , that's what them felonies got me
I fell back from that
thigh
Leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
Your so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sort
Of a freaky situation
With a peppermint twist
Ricky
you better chill
Or getcha grill, piece, torn by the beast
You get the claws
Across your jaws
Hear the roars
Now we gonna lock the doors
Your trapped in
I try to keep my patience
But my spirit's growing hardy
Hoping I won't have to tell
My predecessor's sorry
The time's been up
For justice but
Promise baby you come first never runner up
Throw that ass in reverse with that dump truck
Girl I make my own fortune never dumb luck
When they see you
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