Lyrics:
everywhere we go we run the streets huh
Never gossiping I’m only with the big talk
Black bottles so you know it’s time for lift off
Big money so you know I’m
horizon, still out of reach.
For the thoughts of everyone that has won over the hatred by the black days of the earth.
The snow is falling and hiding
off all them haters I can do bad by myself
Yodah Benji's that's the name reminding me to get this wealth
A nigga moved up out the hood but everywhere I
happening
And everywhere you go its just a different place
You get the same dark feeling
See the same sad faces
No one really cares that this is happening
We
But it's happening
And everywhere you go it's just a different place
You get the same dark feeling
See the same sad faces
No one really cares that
See I got goals I'm tryna reach, put money aside
I want a house out by the beach, what a lovely surprise (yeah)
I'm talking out in Fiji where my
done wrong
I'm picking and poking and peering and prodding and prying
And it seems I'm already halfway dead
I'll be wearing flat black with all the spew
go, It exists only in the past
So here is to my halfway house of friends and other miscreants like me
And I'm not gonna wait for you, after all that you
You can't get no shit back u better yo ass own
Only smokers in dis section so kno that shit dere strong
Broski got a cdl we get backend by the load
Get
have to move, so you out of luck
By the time I'll be through, Goku, yeah you're gonna want to self-destruct
From Super Saiyan blue to black and blue, god
fair
'Cause no matter how you slice it, man, I'm halfway there
I was sayin' this morning to my better half
Thinkin' 'bout half-lives makes me laugh
trash gets recycled, duh (Fuck that)
Only surely thing that won't switch up on you's the dog
And I got Shirley Temple back on
When you didn't say you had
I'm going by my government
All black
But I pop out like a general
One bitch two bitch three bitch
Etcetera
Niggas back home hit me up
Like is you dead
on repeat never pausin
I do not sleep, I need a GT3, and then I leave the streets exhausted
Straight pipin' on somethin' exotic, by the looks of it
But claims
pretending
Some of them are never ending
Most bring up memories that we've been forcibly forgetting
This halfway home between luxury and a co-op
Geometric
Was a duck hunt
In late November
I was only nine
But I still remember
The sound of dogs
Whining in the stand
And freezing my ass
Next to my best
(Coke boy baby)
Money and power, that's the only religion
Pray to god that we make it
Hit the streets and go get it, I want it all yeah
I want
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
I stepped out on a celluloid night
That flickered on a black and white reel
Looking for something that I could not explain
I could only feel
stack up some money
I heard that that nigga mouse he mickey
Can't fuck with him because that's too risky
Only like bulls if you talking bout benny
This
the day, fueled by this liquid gold (oh-oh)
I'm a coffee addict, can't you see, I'm in control? (yeah-eah-eah)
A steamin' cup of joe, it's my only
Stirrings in the ground
And the whirring of giant wings!
Watch out! Look!
Blotting out the moonlight
Thick black rain falling on the
City on fire!
City
stop)
Black windows on the strip, black Dodge Charge'
Only real fanatics know, TL;DR
They still wanna hear GT-R
And we still got bad PR (yeah)
But
not Tito
Have a couple babies, now let her get up
If we prayed and respected by big and the little
Riddle by the stock exchange rockgame
Get
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