Lyrics:
cameras flash
They Know exactly who we are
Lifestyle Lavish
Never been average
Baguettes in my ice
Don't get blinded by the Karats
Pull up to the scene
on me my why you lied
I thought it was real love, Doing enough just to get by
Woke up this morning, had a whole lot on my mind,
I wanna Do right with
a story
A story of a thousand words
It's a story that I'll love to learn
I can give you all the time in the world
But you gotta open up like a page
As a kid
switching up my vibe
Your energy got me wanting you by my side
Can't you see my drive yeah baby I'm on the ride
Went through the cold now we looking for
think you understand what your love does for me
It warms me up, brightens my day you like the sun to me
I had my times, I was out of line, it was kinda
wanna care
I just be by myself
She say she want my love
Bitch I'm a thug city boys up
I don't need show no love
I don't need show no love
Me and you
[Intro]
Mane I be really coolin, (Zyeq)
Mmm
Yeah, mmm
cye, yeah
[Chorus]
Mane, I don't really care about, what you' got goin'
You a ho', I be by
Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up a lil' bit, savage
Niggas lame, bitches hatin', I'm so use to this I made myself a fuckin' boss, bitch, you not
Every single day
I wake up in a cage
In every fucking way
I can't
I can't get away
Teach me to live
The life you preach
Or get in line and enjoy my
the one who wants me to be an idiot
kill everything with Cililish '
anyday (anyday) × 3
by the way nikka please
everyone has enemies
(VERSE 2: TEEDO FRESH
Is what we mobbin' for
Another day, another dime
In a drug war for living by the thug law
If you saw me in the streets, kid
You wouldn't think that
And you walk away what could you be on?
Now you're not around but I hope you see
I will be full-on if it's up to me
It's all I got
Feels so good doing me
a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
[Bad Azz]
We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging
The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin
The stock market crashed, they watchin
y'all miss me, shit I miss you
So sweet, so sure but so low
So just let it all go, serious we sick of this
Dog homie, ask ya kids they put you up on it
to declare this a national holiday
We gonna call this Players Holiday
Ant be -Z what up man?
Rise and shine, make you want to say
Dear God, let me
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging
The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin
The stock market crashed, they watchin my black
wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his kids
We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock
Gimme the key, run up in your spot
Like, you
Yeah
Armor-piercing, no defense against
Who his henchmen is, what they pension is
Concur by division, have his homeboy hit him
So close, he
A project minded individual, criminal tactics
Us black kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed, dysfunctional, they describe us
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
things are looking up I haven't lost my mind
Things are looking up I haven't called you now in day
The hurt still drops by every night but it no longer
Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way
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