Lyrics:
on my corner is owned by an Arab
But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm drivin'
Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'
'cause some nigga's don't like
looking down
Thats a bad news
I say come on girls
A si le catch cruise
But mo yato si all the guys you may have met
Me I'm the bigger picture dem be like
you like it
Why settle for less when you can have this
Yeah let me show you all the things we could do
อยากให้รู้ I'm down for you
Aye
Look into my eyes, tell me what do you see?
I see wrist bust-down nigga, twenty on each
That's a big back baby come and fling it on me
Rosé by
ways
Whoo, don't fool around
Ah, no
Ooh Lord, my wicked ways baby
Gonna run you up and down
Come on
That's what I'm talkin' about
Yeah.
Losin` sight in the war
You can slice it down precise
Shit`s trife around the board
[Verse 2]
We in this thing together
Tryna build the same cheddar
of scenery?
Instead of going through the motions like machinery?
I think it's time to change the oil in the motor
Instead of living by the same old rota
(aye Aye look)
Boo hold up calm down
First I need you to cook
Let's make this shit happen I see yo Potential I'm knowing my head be Gone but money
and sipping on henesy
ready for war told these mcs don't fock with me
im taking score
winning by 4
I finished her weed
should of bring more
I'm black like
telling me that you to be with me
So do something about it ah ahh
Everyday I be seeing your girl and shes
So pleasant when she turns around and waves
Call out My name
Come get what u wish
Deep in the woods
Surrounded by sticks
Working the potion
I'm whipping my wrist
Write down yo top five
Then go
telling me that you to be with me
So do something about it ah ahh
Everyday I be seeing your girl and shes
So pleasant when she turns around and waves
own damn self
Loosen out the tie, relax and sit by, fighting with my own damn self
Reset the bad, at peace with my past swear im fighting with my own
She know a Nigga lit now
Inda booth late nights
I'm just having fun now
Don't gamble your life
Trying to come round
When you trying
Brrrr brrr
Lay
I'm not local
She swear down and said
I'm an African man
I give all the thanks to Jehovah
For the long brown snake
He gave to bad man
If you follow me
a picture
Then take it down when you don't connect
Get a new houseplant that you won't neglect
On and on
Over and over
Day to days
Years flying by
(I sent the U-Haul
Come on now, I sent the U-Haul down there)
Spectators amazed at skills Glitch in the booth displayin
Couldn't tell that yet? Then
conscience
I'm fine by myself
I don't need your help
I spy with my little eye
A tired man prepared to say goodbye
You cant shake it
So replace the replacement
again
Sometimes I wanna call you
But I know you won't be there
Oh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by
settle down (Mmm)
Listen can't you hear it calling your name
You make emotions come ove me
That take a heart to express
Oh and if you listen
through smoking weed then I'm nervous
Shorty said she was from Red Hook, but I don't know where I'm at
Surrounded by a bunch of thirsty crooks, givin me
Right
I got two left hooks, who want to test?
Well, since no one's steppin' to me
Huh
Take me to your cult leader
Ah Huh huh
Take me to your local
ding dong, there goes the bell
I opened up the door and oh, what the hell
it was a buncha niggas standin' by my door
I said come in, but respect my floor
working a skyscraper town
She laughs at me, says I'm suburban bound
But the truth is I live on a highway
I come to this city for the solace of her roof
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